*trigger warning for abuse, victimization, assault, creeps* Curled up in the seat, turned toward the windows, I wish for this to be over. I sleep. I wake up, and he knows. I try and pretend, but to no avail. He’s talking again, taking on a familiarity that he hasn’t earned. ‘Please, Jesus,’ I beg. Please let…
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Here I Stand – A Feminist
Choose Life
In the documentary Half the Sky, a girl rides her bike to school down a long country road. It is lined with trees, but no neighbors. She’s acutely aware she could be kidnapped from this road and sold. She rides anyway. Her choice speaks life and her bravery speaks hope and possibility to the rest of us. Life is…
Building Bridges of Equality
Our county recently made history, when the governor appointed our first female judge. Down below the clock tower my boys can see from their bed, deep inside the recesses of the old, architecturally impressive building, one woman sits on the bench. Her co-workers and her equals, only men. The thing about being a judge…
Abolishing the One-Piece Rule
Though you have done nothing shameful, they will want you to be ashamed. – Wendell Berry My stomach is sexy. If I don’t suck it in, I look like I’m 3 months pregnant. Which is, like, the sexiest look ever, right? Oh – and what about my salacious thighs…..that really just look like nondescript…
In Defense of Strong Women
Leaving the Tradition of Inequality Behind
Yesterday I talked about needing better options for marriage. Today’s post is about equality being our option. I grew up with a domineering, sometimes emotionally abusive mother, and a mild-mannered dad who just wanted to keep the peace. I can’t write about my marriage without talking about my parent’s marriage. I wish I could…
Better Options for Marriage
The women pipe up, somewhat embarrassed, somewhat joking, about how they all have trouble submitting to their husbands. ‘I know I should, but I just don’t want to.’ ‘I’m not very good at it.’ Are these our only options as married Christian women? To be obedient servants, or fight guilt and shame for not being…
On Growing A Woman
I look at my 2 daughters and I just sit and watch, amazed. I watch my oldest, who is a mini-me, and I look at what she accomplishes, and I think, where did she get this? She builds amazing contraptions, her engineer father’s genes apparent. She loves to paint and cut and collage. She has…