You might have realized we live in a patriarchal society, but I’m not surprised if you haven’t realized it. We’ve lived this way for so long that the effects have been internalized and adapted to our everyday life without realizing that’s an act of patriarchy. Almost every time I interact with people I see or... Continue Reading →
Seasonal Depression
Every year, I experience seasonal depression. After Thanksgiving, my husband heads off to hunting camp with a group of fellow hunters. It ruins my holiday high and leaves me feeling less than jolly. I feel an overwhelming quietness. Spending most of my days alone and writing means this is not an unusual occurrence; however, it... Continue Reading →
Let’s Be Trees
Like the snow laden branches of the white pines rooted in my mom’s property, I’ve felt worry, doubt, unacted hope—many snowflakes—overwhelm me to a drooped stupor. For several seasons, I lived through the snow and waited for glimpses of sun. I shaded the deeper parts of myself, so those snowflakes remained while I thought I... Continue Reading →
Creativity’s Nontraditional Path
There’s uncertainty in how I want to live and how to do so. The uncertainty stems from the variety of perfectly sufficient ways to live a content and happy life. The decisions we must make to reach the outcome of satisfaction and happiness aren’t easily decided, accepted, or enforced, while life throws us curve balls... Continue Reading →
Before It’s Too Late
The other day my husband and I watched the Netflix documentary, The Social Dilemma. It discusses how our phones and social media are addictive, and how we all see alternate realities online. When we finished watching, my husband said, “They should play that every year in schools.” I agreed. Since graduating college, I’ve learned that... Continue Reading →
What if
The puppies whined and pounced at me as my alarm went off Saturday morning. After snoozing it five times, I finally obeyed their wishes to feed them. We were alone (like usual as of late). If anyone didn’t know, every weekend after Thanksgiving marks the first weekend of rifle season for deer. My husband was... Continue Reading →