Hi. Yes, hello. It's me. It's been awhile, I know. Surely you're used to this nonsense by now. In the time I've been gone, a thing or two has happened, as they often do. It's quick update time! Here goes... 1. Myla and I moved to an adorable little bungalow in Wichita. We're… Continue reading Meanwhile, in the Adventures of Myla and Kaela…
This might be an uncomfortable time for you. It is for me. Many of us have been living in a really comfortable age where we didn’t have to stand for much of anything because none of what we loved was under threat. That's privilege. And now, we find ourselves losing things that matter. Things like… Continue reading The Least of These
For you. -K You are strong. You will continue growing and getting stronger because that's who you are. Remember who you used to be and how far you've come. You cannot be compared. Whatever you do, please don't look at another soul and wish that you were more like them. It will only shake the solid… Continue reading For The Moments When You Doubt
I am wrong far more often than I'd like. I make mistakes like it's going out of style and have to take a really hard look at who I am at my core at least once a week. It is tempting in this strange world we live in to judge and categorize all my experiences and decisions in… Continue reading Let Them Be
The President doesn't set the tone for our country. We do.
oh, vast soul, whose only worth is measured by the body she's been trapped in raped in cursed in hid in a stolen genie whose self-appointed master only sees the lamp you sacred heart brilliant mind shoved into an ill-fitting life that consumes every waking moment without relent No. Body and soul, I am… Continue reading To Be A Woman
It's a tiny word--two letters packed full of power and boundaries and healing. No. Why is it so difficult to say? Is it because we've been told that we need to go with the flow? That we need to be flexible and stop being selfish? That we're being difficult? Or stubborn? Or withholding? No feels unkind… Continue reading It’s okay to say it.
It's raining. Which I love. It rained all night and even thundered a bit now and then. So I'm sitting at my new desk with the window open listening to the rain and trying to sort through all the things I want to say. Also, I have coffee. That's important. Before we move forward, I… Continue reading It’s (Not) Just a Desk
I haven't been blogging for a reason. Or really, for a hundred different reasons that piled on top of each other until I was too exhausted to even try to pull something true out of myself and put it on paper. After years of fear, anxiety, shame, and hiding, I’m finally starting to feel the sun… Continue reading Of Stopping and Starting Over
Sleep is not necessary extremely important. I do my best work 30 minutes after the deadline. Coffee is a legitimate need. When they say 15-20 hours of work per class each week, that's what they mean. 5-10 hours will not be sufficient. "I will read all the books" quickly changes to "I will skim all the books". Spotify can carry me… Continue reading 10 Things I Learned in My First Term of Grad School