My Parents Are Really Flawed People—and I’m So Glad

“I tried everything I could think of,” my mom says to me, “but your brother hated you.” She finishes her statement with a little laugh, as if to say she couldn’t believe my brother would hold anything in his heart for his little sister other than love.   Continue reading “My Parents Are Really Flawed People—and I’m So Glad”


An Open Letter to Infertiles: Let’s Have Our Own Day

To Whom It May Concern:

I want to talk to you the day after Father’s Day. Let me start by saying, well done. You did it. You made it through. There are no more “parent” holidays for the next 11 months. As a bonus, wedding season is almost over; you won’t have to sit through a bridal shower as well-meaning old women pester the soon-to-be bride about starting a family, knowing first-hand that for many, it isn’t as simple as a matter of choice. You have until the next baby announcement or Thanksgiving, whichever comes first, before you suddenly feel like you’ve been slapped in the face, again, with the fact that you’re not the like rest of the fertile world.  Continue reading “An Open Letter to Infertiles: Let’s Have Our Own Day”


I just posted a post that is password protected. I talk about the suicide of a friend. If you would like to read it, please contact me for the password. – Mindy

A Ghost

I’m blogging. Truly, I am. I’m just not blogging here. I am a ghost these days, blogging for others.

I am going to be shutting this blog down. It makes me sad, but I no longer have the time to write here. All of my creative muscles are being flexed for someone else now that I am writing consistently for my business.  Continue reading “A Ghost”