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A Month of Lady Parts
We can’t experience comedy without knowing tragedy. As I watch the moments of my life on a monitor, I feel all the emotions again. I can feel the sadness, the anger, the humor, the tenderness, or dare I say the phantom limb of my vagina. For the first time, I’m truly processing all of these…
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Producer by day, Vulva Witch by night
“Chronic illness is like grief, it comes in waves, and sometimes it’s so shallow you forget it’s there. Other times, a swell brings you back into the ocean, and it’s time to sink or swim yet again.” Chronic illness is like grief, it comes in waves, and sometimes it’s so shallow you forget it’s there.…
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One More Year Closer to AARP Discounts
“It was still just as big and I was reminded again that comparison is truly the thief of joy.” If you’ve been following along since 2014, you know it’s been a semi tradition to write a blog post on my birthday reflecting on the year as a whole. When I say semi tradition keep in…
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What Comes Next
“Each year you create sandcastles in a forever wave, trying to capture the beauty of each one till it eventually washes away.” As Taylor says at the opening of the Eras Tour “It’s been a long time coming.” Sorry for not posting in a bit. It sounds ridiculous to say I haven’t had a free…
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The African Bush Bonnie
Why must all good things come to an end? Good things must end so they can create space for even greater things to come. To jump off from where we ended last blog, today was our first game drive of the safari adventures. We hopped in an open air van with our driver Mike to…