Remembering my last good day with my mom before she died from ALS. Saying the things I wish I had said that day.
Writing a book. If you write a blog with any kind of regularity, the idea has probably flitted across your mind at least once. Seeing your name sitting on the shelf with your favorite authors – I would imagine that’s a dream that many of us who sit at our keyboards have, at least in […]
I’ve been thinking about Leelah Alcorn a lot over the past few days. It saddens me to no end that yet another transgender person has felt so alone that she believed that her only release was death. I hate that it took her death for her to be seen as the woman that she was.
And I’ll be honest, I’ve been thinking about her mom a lot as well. Thinking about what it’s like to lose a child to suicide and to bear the weight of responsibility for that.