This body
Once upon a time, there was fear and there was a body. It was my body. But it didn’t feel like my body. I didn’t understand this one, the thin […]
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When words don’t cut it
If I were to tell you my story, I feel words would not suffice. I could tell it to you in color: Lime green leggings and matching scrunchie of my […]
Please, eat
A year ago, I wrote a tribute to my thighs, because when I stand in front of the mirror, it’s so tempting for me to criticize. To wish for something […]
A simple menu
Before my days of Friday Night Dinner Parties, Fridays were reserved for restauranting with my dad. No movies with the girls or midnight bowling trips (because I’ve always had too […]
My someday Thanksgiving
This is a different kind of thankfulness. The kind that looks at blessings past and present, grabs hold of heartstrings and translates the emotional gobeldy gook into a promise for the […]
Baking life
Cookie comforts. There he was, standing at the gate with a purple lunch pail, wearing that wide smile and calling my name with that big, booming voice I so clearly […]
Happy Birthday, Dad
This post was written for the Friday Night Dinner blog. Eating together is an art I learned at an early age. And if you spend any time around me, you […]
Strong Girl: Hope
Meet Hope. Hope Fredregill. If I haven’t already told you, crying is a verb I’ve been reluctant to exercise in front of others. A gut punch to the stomach, tears […]
My advice to the graduates
A year ago, I graduated from college. 365 ago, I sat in my last classroom, taking my last formal test, carrying my last backpack full of school books and pencils […]
Never felt better
I’m not one to linger in the past. Well, maybe I do fancy a good old jaunt down memory lane… Every now and then I’ll look at my photos of […]
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