Washing bright red juice out of a child's dress, or a community, might be uncomfortable and might take some effort, but it's well worth it.

Mom's house burned down in 2006, taking childhood memories with it. Because when you lose your home to fire, you lose more than just stuff.

I don't believe in god, but I do believe in women. And what joyful wworship it is to love them and be loved by them.

Going "no-contact" was a hard decision, but the right one. And this is why.

My mother's coldness washed away the blood we might have shared & the love we could have had. It turns out blood is not thicker than water.

Going viral can be a lot of fun, but it can also be scary. So, how do you survive? I've got some experience with that.