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I'm Glad I Didn't Get Married Young: A Letter to My 18 Year-old-self

I'm Glad I Didn't Get Married Young: A Letter to My 18 Year-old-self
Growing up in the south, in conservative Christian culture, early marriage was encouraged. Women like me are pitied (yes even today).  Looking back now, I would like to encourage  young Christian women to embrace singlehood in their twenties–even in their thirties–something no one ever told me to do. Why? Cause it can be great. Dear... Read more »

I'm Not Ready for Fall: Confessions of a Chicago Transplant

I'm Not Ready for Fall: Confessions of a Chicago Transplant
Sure, the Fall is nice: leaves turning colors, crisp air, hot cocoa and the like. But in Chicago, the Fall means one thing: the Winter is Coming. It’s not like we could just slip a few degrees a day until, “oh wait it’s Fall.” No, no. One day it was a cool but summer day... Read more »

Being A Parent Could be the Hardest Thing You Ever Do

Being A Parent Could be the Hardest Thing You Ever Do
With Ferguson, ISIS, and other very difficult situations in the world I feel a little bit silly writing about the ordinary challenges of motherhood–but this is for those out there that feel me-ya know? My mom always told me that when she went to college she thought she was doing the more difficult thing, while... Read more »
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The Happiness Project: Does Being Happy Have to Be So Much Work? A Book Review

The Happiness Project: Does Being Happy Have to Be So Much Work? A Book Review
I’m in a book group. I found mine through Meetup.com which I highly recommend. Anyway, our August book is The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin. Our Conclusion of this book/project was that it was overwhelming. This woman had to have had a full-time nanny while she was working on her “happiness project” in order to... Read more »

Mildred Pagan: Death Won't have the Final Say With Lathrop Community Activist

Mildred Pagan: Death Won't have the Final Say With Lathrop Community Activist
Today I am grieving the death a friend and a hero: Mildred Pagan. A woman who I wished I knew better–a woman who could get things done, while living in relative poverty. She fought for her community at Lathrop Homes and she fought for her neighbors. She died Tuesday morning from complications following a massive... Read more »

In Memory of Grandma Rose

In Memory of Grandma Rose
At ninety-three years old, Rose Jessee hardly had a wrinkle on her face. She would have attributed it to Oil of Olay twice a day and staying out of thesun, but I’m not so sure. Grandma never liked to be seen without her Clinique lipstick and her colored black hair set… Then few years ago,... Read more »
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My Dearest Chicago

My Dearest Chicago
My Dearest Chicago, I remember the day I met you. I stood looking at  the blueness of the lake and the white Navy Pier Farris Wheel in the foreground. I looked up and to my right at the skyscrapers over shadowing me.  I felt like a little kid, with the excitement of day flowing through... Read more »

Tina Fey's Dad's Got Nothing on My Dad: That's Rick Coffin

Tina Fey's Dad's Got Nothing on My Dad: That's Rick Coffin
“Let’s review the cost free techniques to that we’ve learned so far for raising an achievement-oriented, obedient, drug-free, virgin adult: Calamity, Praise, Local Theater, and flat feet…Another key element is “Strong Father Figure/Fear Thereof.” -Tina Fey I have the highest arch you have ever seen, but I do have a strong father figure and the... Read more »

Beating Procrastination by DOING one thing you don't want to do

Beating Procrastination by DOING one thing you don't want to do
There are some people who are hyper-efficient. Anything that needs to be done, will be done– in like five minutes. For these people not only does there not seem to be any motivation hurdle but other things don’t seem to stand in their way. Getting things done is exhilarating for them.  When custumer services at... Read more »
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How My Mother Became My Friend

How My Mother Became My Friend
Mother Dear…I think I began calling her that in high school. It was a combo of too much Anne of Green Gables and my own sass. I was a difficult child, but our relationship bloomed in the tween years believe it or not. About the time I realized my mom had missed the 80′s in... Read more »