Why do I write? Obviously not for money. Not for a career or an aspiration. Sometimes it is for my mind. To clear it or organize it. Sometimes it is to avoid cleaning. Yesterday I couldn’t think of a thing to write about so I had to clean. While cleaning I found an old journal of mine from many years
Read moreIs there a more uttered phrase from parenthood than “we share!”? Probably not in my household. From before my children were able to crawl, right up to current day where they can’t sit still, “we share” is echoed from every corner of my house reverberating until it interrupts every new argument, sometimes before it even begins. It only took a few
Read moreIt is a feeling of hopelessness that brings us to this place. Desperate to save those who suffer. Determined to prevent those we hope never will. We are clawing and grasping to find any morsel of earth to hold onto when we feel like we’re spiraling out of control. It is hopelessness. I know that now. I used to think it was
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Photo used with Creative Commons License from user Michael Allen Smith https://flic.kr/p/8GDZWX I know I’m supposed to like random acts of kindness. I know they are supposed to make me feel like we are all on the same team, cheering each other on and not caring about the recognition that goes with kindness. But they don’t. Today I read about
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Photo used under Creative Commons Copyright License from user Elvert Barnes. https://flic.kr/p/osSz7X I am 5 years old. I am swimming in a public pool in Lewiston, Idaho. I know my cousins are black but I don’t yet know that I am white. Another young girl watches us playing, her eyes saying something her mouth will soon reiterate. “Are you black
Read moreMy latest on Huffington Post. I’m impressed they ran it since they are one of the most guilty of these things. However, I wrote it and I am also guilty. http://www.huffingtonpost.com/megan-egbert/10-reasons-why-we-need-to_b_5672593.html
Read more177 girls are missing. It eats at me as I’m sure it does you. I read their names, imagine their lives, I close my eyes and pray for their safe return. Then I go back to my daily operations, as we all do, and listen to the radio that drones in the background of my otherwise silent house. I sift
Read moreI used to not partake in any type of writing classes, because I was just a blogger. In fact, I wouldn’t even admit that I was a blogger for many years. I was just archiving things for my children. I was just documenting a trip to Kenya. I was just using my blog to connect with other parents and
Read moreI am so sick of hearing the debate over the death of print books. Let me sum up my thoughts for you so we can move on. Yes, everything will continue to go digital. No, print books will not become obsolete. Yes, it might mean things change, like you will receive things in a digital format and there are places
Read moreOn November 1st I woke up to birds calling, I kissed my fresh-breathed fiance, I didn’t have to yell at my dutiful minions even once, I ran 5 miles with ease and when I returned to my spotless house I declared with confidence “I’m going to write a novel this month!” That is not actually what happened. Instead, on
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Chop Wood, Carry Water 