This is where I tell you my abortion story. I tell you that I was six weeks along, or 15. I tell you that I was 16-years-old and in love, or 29-years-old and alone. I tell you I cried. Or I didn’t. I tell you because I told nobody, or I tell you as I’ve told many people throughout my
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Do you remember when we used to fill our weekends with so many activities that we felt like we needed an extra day just to recover from Saturday and Sunday? Now, we walk twice a day to visit three horses that live on the outskirt of our neighborhood. We could bike or drive, but walking takes up more of the
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There is a road that leads to my childhood hometown that slices a path through fields of mint. I used to yell at whoever was driving to roll their windows down, even in the heat of summer, when we’d get to that specific spot where I knew the air would be filled with the sweetest fragrance imaginable. It wasn’t the
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On July 18th, 12:01 AM following three months of researching, five months of writing, three months of revising and four months of waiting, I gave birth to a healthy, beautiful, 8oz, 9in long book. This pregnancy was not unlike my first two. It started with a lot of questions. Q: “How much money does it cost to have a child?”
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If you have a girl who can attend, I urge you to send them. If you know a girl who would attend if it weren’t for the financials, I urge you to nominate them. If you know someone who would like to help send a girl to one of these camps, I urge you to put them in touch with me. This problem of girls in STEM is not going to solve itself, it is waiting for us to act.
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I didn’t build it, but I rebuilt it- piece by piece, word by word, and action by action- until I had pulled together the sentence that I wanted to stay with me forever. The sentence that I seized, the sentence that I held on to, and the sentence that I will always rejoice in.
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So Heinz, welcome to Idaho. I hope you understand, should you want to visit again, that we care about people more than we do potatoes.
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Some girl wants to be Barbie when she grows up. The place card in the middle of my table tells me so. A pain in my chest resonates. It’s a doll. She wants to be a plastic doll? It feels like nothing and everything all at once.
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But leadership can, and should be, expansive. Constantly growing. Constantly teaching. Constantly asking “who else?”
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I was recently listening to a speaker who was giving advice about blogging. I cringed, anticipating what I expected to be some forthcoming horrible rules that one must follow to be successful as a blogger. Surprisingly, his advice was this: write engaging content. That is a blogging practice I can get behind. But the topic made me heavily consider what suggestions I
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Chop Wood, Carry Water 