In 2016 I still had a “dumb phone.” This was not a social statement. I simply had a hard time typing onscreen—what people today call “fat fingers.” I kept a phone with a raised keyboard that felt like a laptop. It worked great for me in every functional way, but after a while it became…
Today has been a bittersweet day. It began with a Facebook birthday reminder. A dear friend’s brother died two years ago this month, just weeks before his birthday. It was a hard birthday two years ago, and a hard birthday today. His page is still up, serving as a vehicle to express love and condolences…
“I’m just done.” These were my sentiments in 2018 when I finally decided to stop dying my hair. Ever since I went prematurely grey in my early 30s I’d been a slave to the messy process of staying a brunette. Every three weeks I’d vigilantly monitor the hair growth along my scalp, leaping into action…