It’s not a secret that the last 4 months or so have sucked. A lot of the last 5 years has sucked, for one reason or another, and it seems like every time things start to improve, something else happens…

I should be my full self.

I should exist without apology.

I should not make myself small in order to appease others.

I should grow older with grace and acceptance.

I should embrace my wrinkles, and my gray hair.

I should only surround myself with those who treat me with respect.

I should ignore those who disrespect and disregard me.

The coolest thing happened today. Hubs came in from the garage and said, “There’s a bird in the garage!” So I stopped what I was doing, and went to see what was up.

I voted because I believe that every person has the fundamental right to live without fear…

The sprinkles are cursed…

In the days before our wedding, we wrote the ceremony together while sitting on our front patio. The patio where we would end up huddled under tarps and tents, with our friends and family, in what became an epic celebration of life and love. What follows is the ceremony we wrote…

(This brief speech was delivered by Vin, just before the start of the wedding.)

Looking at all of these Women's March photos from you wonderful people, and seeing the solidarity of women across the world, has been such an uplifting experience.

This is one of those days when it's hard to concentrate.

I keep seeing these posts scroll by, from various clickbait sites with headlines like “20 Signs (S)He’s The One!” or “10 Secrets To A Healthy Relationship” or some other such nonsense.

Love does not discriminate. It doesn’t guarantee a worthy recipient, nor a love affair free from worry and heartache. Love is not a ward against manipulation and lies, nor does it ensure a happy ending.

One of the things that we, the privileged and gainfully employed, often don’t -really see- are the hungry and the homeless who live on the edges of our society.

Love is an emotion, a state of being, a motivation, and a gift.