And what could be more comforting than to fold grief to fold anger like a blanket, with neat corners to put them into a box of words? –Mary Oliver Long before I encountered the poetry of Mary Oliver, I understood what it meant to put grief and anger—and all of life, really—into a box of […]
Shrinking Toward Growth
I began stashing food in dresser drawers when I was seven years old, after I had experienced trauma. By high school, I held steady at 5’2” and 142 pounds. While I was not ‘fat’—a fact I would neither see nor believe until much later in life—most of my female classmates held steady at a relatively […]
The Collision between Life and Meaning
On June 13, 2013, I collided head-on with a pick-up truck. In the midst of making a right turn, I noticed a traffic sign, and hoping that it didn’t say, “No turn on red,” looked back to read it. I was relieved that it said, “Do not block intersection.” But when I turned my attention […]