The first time I wore a two piece bathing suit I was fourteen years old. I recall the nakedness my stomach felt as it met sun and warmth. My skin tingled. I was shy. Yet, the more I fed my body with the light of the sun's reflection, the more I embraced its glow. I … Continue reading If We Have Rules Are We Free?
When my eldest son was in his early teens, he loved his trick bikes and was quite good at jumping hills. We'd go out to the dirt bike jumps before the days of cemented skate parks. I was adamant about helmets, elbow pads and knee pads. "OMG, mom. I look stupid!" He'd say. He'd put … Continue reading Why You Shouldn’t Stand In Front Of a Runaway Train