On Healthy Relationships: Maybe Love *Should* Be Conditional

On Healthy Relationships: Maybe Love *Should* Be Conditional

When I was younger, the most romantic thought in my head was that someone could love me unconditionally, in spite of all my flaws and faults and myriad poor life choices–so I made that my goal in my endeavors. To be able to love people (friends, family, romantic partners) without conditions. That road? The road of absolute, unconditional, “I will do anything, put up with anything, sacrifice anything for you” kind of love? That road leads to unhealthy relationships. Continue reading On Healthy Relationships: Maybe Love *Should* Be Conditional

Death Diaries: Part Two – The Redemption Arc

Death Diaries: Part Two – The Redemption Arc

On Friday, we drove sixteen hours to return home from Arkansas to Florida.

This second trip was largely for Jason.

Sara Lou had called again last week, this time to tell us that Randy was in a hospice center, not dissimilar from my mother’s, and that he’d taken a turn.

This time, he was actively dying.

I swear, only Jason can visit a dying man and instill in him a powerful will to live. Continue reading Death Diaries: Part Two – The Redemption Arc

Happily Child-Free: How I Knew for 100% Certainty I Did NOT Want Kids

Happily Child-Free: How I Knew for 100% Certainty I Did NOT Want Kids

There’s an old wisdom—that we often regret the things we didn’t do far more than the things we did. I’ve decided this sentiment doesn’t apply to kids—it is far better to regret the children you didn’t have than regret the ones you did have.

Sure, sometimes, when my love holds babies (rare that it currently is due to COVID), it does something funny to my ovaries, but that’s simple, basic biology.

However, I am far more than my genetic programming.

Continue reading Happily Child-Free: How I Knew for 100% Certainty I Did NOT Want Kids

In Sickness: Hell is the absence of the ones you love.

In Sickness: Hell is the absence of the ones you love.

There is talk of letting the virus run its course. Of murdering people in the name of “herd immunity”.

Tell me: If someone goes to an understaffed, overworked, jam-packed hospital ER with no beds available and not enough surgeons to go around, then ends up dying from neglect because it’s the best the medical staff can offer during the height of a preventable second massive wave of a pandemic, is that counted as a COVID death? Continue reading In Sickness: Hell is the absence of the ones you love.