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Baby, It’s Cold Outside!

I recently participated in a discussion in a Facebook Group about the message this song sends. Over the past few years, this Christmas classic has come under fire for portraying harrasment and coercion to get a girl to stay (presumably overnight) after she has very clearly stated, “NO!” People are saying it has a “rapey vibe” and is manipulative. Some radio stations are even removing it from their rotation, and people are calling for the song to be banned from playing in stores. I am definitely an advocate for consent. And as a woman who has let herself be coerced into sex in the past, I am a firm believer that women should never do something they don’t want to...

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Say What You Wanna Say

The #metoo and #timesup movements have brought up a lot of emotions for me... emotions I'm still trying to work out for myself. And having to do that in front of my 18-year old son and 15-year old daughter can be a bit tricky to navigate. I recognize that, as their mother, I am the one they look to as an example for how a woman should behave and expect to be treated. And that is a huge responsibility. One that can overwhelm me when I really think about it. It's scary to raise human beings. Especially because I feel like I'm figuring things out in the moment. Recently, my son and his friend came to me to show me...

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Oxygen Mask

I started flying on airplanes when I was 5 years old. My mom would send me on solo trips from Colorado to California to visit my grandparents. I can’t ever imagine doing this with one of my children today, but I keep hearing things were different back then. I remember sitting in the seat paying very close attention to the flight attendant’s instructions. Every single time, they always talked about the oxygen masks dropping down and how important it was to put one on yourself before assisting the children. This made me angry. And terrified. I sat there the entire plane ride imagining the plane filling up with smoke or being depleted of oxygen, and watching all the selfish adults take...

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Choices; The Beginning

At 17 years old, I used to imagine how amazing my life was going to be. I could be anything I wanted to be; a doctor, actress, archaeologist, writer... and whatever I would choose, it would absolutely include world travel. I felt like I had a blank canvas, and I was the artist who was going to create a masterpiece. Thirty years later, I can look back and see where I made some missteps. I didn’t realize then that the choices I made would vastly affect my future. I lived in the moment and prided myself on spontaneity. And I still believe those are good qualities to have. However, I wish I had incorporated more sense of responsibility. I wish...

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