Last night I dreamt that I attended—maybe even hosted, it’s a bit fuzzy—a girl’s retreat with Glennon Doyle and Abby Wambach. Strangely enough, the venue was the dilapidated white farmhouse of my dear childhood friend—a thick redheaded twin who I used to run with in 7th grade who was kind and sweet and who I […]
The Deathbed Test, And Other Shortcuts
PSA: I’m going to tell you the story of how I found my way back to myself from brokenness, so you may want to wait until you have a minute. Especially after you get to the end, when you’re likely going to want to stand up, walk to a different room, and put your phone […]
The Gift Of Reinvention
The Gift of Reinvention Since my inaugural post*, several people have asked me “What is your blog going to be about, exactly?” Good question. I’m working on the answer—my elevator pitch—so bear with me. It’s basically my version—my narrative in my voice, full of Dickinsonsian dashes—of stories that I know are not just mine. Not […]
An Invitation
We have honored consent in our family from day one. It is a Mitchell Family Value. It may be so highly valued because it was not highly valued in my family…or my segment of society…or even my generation. We will not repeat history. I will not allow our daughter or our son to be survivors. […]