On Mass Shootings and Domestic Violence

“If I drive all the way up there, they better damn well let me see my son, or I’ll get a gun.” These words might have been ripped from the headlines of the recent mass shooting that happened in Texas, where an abusive husband attacked the church congregation his ex-in-laws attended.  At least 27 people…

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Stinky Shirt Saga

Coming on this hosting journey to America isn’t easy. It’s a long trip to a house full of strangers who speak a language you don’t know well, with customs that aren’t familiar. Even a faucet can defeat you. After being here for 24 hours, I asked Peter Pan if he would like to take a…

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To Single Moms, On Father’s Day

Today can be frustrating for all you single moms. Your Facebook feed is filling up with inspirational quotes and cute pictures of children with their daddies. All over, you are hearing people talk about the value of the father, the importance of having a Dad. And it can make you feel less-than. It can make…

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Walls

There are days when Sunshine speaks and suddenly it looms large in front of me. With a word and a dip of the head, I see it. The wall. It is built to protect, to create safety, to keep out pain. I see it and I want to soothe. I am safe, my dear. I…

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Giving Voice to the Voiceless

The world is a broken place, and can often feel overwhelming and terrifying. Wars, disease, and human rights violations fill our televisions. It’s sometimes easier to pretend it’s not happening. We pin, we post, we play photographer. We create worlds of bright and shiny. It’s understandable, and necessary. We cannot forget the beautiful even in…

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On Domestic Violence: My Story

In the past few days, domestic violence has been the topic of conversation around the country. Ray Rice was accused of domestic violence toward his then-fiancé, Janay Palmer, in an elevator this past February and was suspended for two games. Since that incident, she went on to marry him. Just this week, a new violent…

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The Rock Underneath

Time is running out. It is slipping away faster than I would like. Sunshine leaves in just a few short days, and our lives are once again overwhelmed by the reality of losing her presence. I held a crying boy in my arms sobbing, “My sister is leaving. I don’t want her to go.” I…

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