It's a Journey

The Slowest Way (But Really, It’s Faster)

The Slow Way (But Really, It's the Fastest) There's a version of my own separation agreement on page five that laid out my plan to get my old job back. It was there because everyone around me- lawyers, family, well-meaning friends- assumed that was obviously the right...

Zip, Zero, Nada

Zip, Zero, Nada Does salary level determine a job's worth, or a person's? Most of us would say "no way," including myself, yet actions and behaviour speak louder than words. When I was earning a decent salary, some might have called it indecent for my age; people...

Extortion, By any other name

Extortion, By Another Name Systems are insidious. They keep us trapped even when we know better. How do we escape one? I don't know. I'm part of this one. It surrounds me; I can't elude it, and I'm forced to be complicit. The family justice system is one of those...

Extortion, By any other name

Extortion, By Another Name Systems are insidious. They keep us trapped even when we know better. How do we escape one? I don't know. I'm part of this one. It surrounds me; I can't elude it, and I'm...

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Getting out of Limbo

Getting out of limbo   It is C+16 since my world changed, and I find myself in limbo. Pardon me if you don't understand my lingo. Coincidentally, I am reading "Seveneves" by Neal Stephenson, a...

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Advocate, Mom, Writer

My days these days are mostly advocacy, with my kids always first, and hiking, biking, and cold plunging worked in whenever I can. Winter cold plunges aren’t for everyone, but there’s a strange kind of beauty and calm in it that I’ve come to need.

Separation was a journey. It took time, and it taught me most of what I know now.