Photo by Lieselotte De Bie on Unsplash I don’t remember how it felt to kick and scream as a kid. I don’t remember how it felt to wail, to want something so unreasonably badly that the gut-yearning made my fists clench into...
Not a morning person. May as well put that in my obituary. I’d rather take a 10 p.m. yoga class and midnight meeting than do anything in the a.m. I’ve insisted this for, well, ever. But turns out jobs...
My husband taught me something about flowers recently. Geranium, he told me, is a fault in wine. We were discussing the floral scent and had agreed that we both liked it. It’s lovely—it’s sweet and punchy and smells like...
Photo by Klara Kulikova on Unsplash Is it possible to create a healthy relationship with regret? Is it not antithetical to the very nature of regret, by definition: a painful, uncomfortable truth of wishing something in the past was different...
I don’t remember the first time I masturbated. Maybe the shame and secrecy that shrouded masturbating shoved those memories into a dark corner of my brain. I vaguely recall it involved Days of Our Lives fan fiction—a story about...
Photo by Feeh Costa on Unsplash In sickness and in health. When reciting this particular vow with my now-husband in August, I was blissfully unaware of how soon we’d be facing the sickness part. To make a long story short, just a...
Photo by Masaaki Komori on Unsplash Anxiety is a snowflake. Everyone’s brand is different from everybody else’s, even if the side effects are, in many ways, the same. And right now, it’s snowing all over the world.Some form of...
“Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift.” – Bil Keane I’m writing this essay two days before my youngest turns three. She is the living embodiment of how fleeting each day can be. Sometimes...
Photo by Melissa Oholendt for Wit & Delight Like it or not, winter is coming. There’s limited sunlight, limited warmth, and this winter in particular, limited social capabilities. And in a year when many of us have been struck with loss, grief,...
Do you remember the first time you had a gut feeling about something? Probably not. It’s a natural-in-the-sense-that-you-don’t-always-acknowledge-it thing that happens; a this-is-just-how-it’s-supposed-to-be part of life we’ve all experienced time and time again.  So here’s an easier question: Do...
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