This post is snapshot of the BLM movement in Portland. The city isn't a battleground as the media portrays.
This piece is dedicated to a December without 31 days, a Major without a squadron, and a Doctor who doesn't practice medicine. For those of us with different names, these designations are real conversation starters! What’s in a name? A question penned long ago for the romantic tale Romeo and Juliet written by William Shakespeare. … Continue reading What’s in a Name?
On March 15th of this year, the country of New Zealand experienced an event that we here in the United States are sadly all too familiar with, a mass shooting. I work for a small nonprofit in Portland, Oregon. Our staff meets weekly to discuss projects and regular work business. Recently, the topic of ways … Continue reading Pulse Check
Assembly definitely required I hate my heart. Not the physical blood-surging-life-giving muscle we all need to efficiently function, but the symbolic love-giving vessel that connects with our brains. To my surprise, I have grown into a sensitive flower. When I open my heart to allow people in, they don’t realize how fragile it is. As … Continue reading Heartache, Heartbreak, and Healing
The end of the year always makes me a tad melancholy. Eric always diligently decorates the Christmas tree. I look at him and smile with adoration because he really gets into decorating the tree. This year we have a one ladder tree. Meaning, the tree is only about 9 feet in comparison to our previous … Continue reading Reflections of a Year