A wild life is worth living.
In the last nine months I've been reaching out to old friends. I got married so young, and in order to seek out people who knew me before all that, I have to go way back. I've always been an awful pen pal. When I was little and moved away from friends every three or... Continue Reading →
A woman needs good friends. Female friends will take your side and threaten violence on whomever wrongs you. They tell you how to style those trendy overalls so you don't look like a farmer. They have personal recommendations for the best nail techs and dermatologists. They can more acutely understand the lives of other women,... Continue Reading →
First you divide up time with your children, then you split your belongings, but who gets custody of your friendships? Having met many divorced people roughly my age in the last six months, the division of friends varies, depending on your situation. As with assets, any friends you had coming in to the relationship remain... Continue Reading →
The traditional photo for every visit: driving the boat with Baba. We haven't been to my parents' cabin in Wisconsin in a few years, but it is delightfully unchanged, for the most part. The colors here are so soothing and rich, like I'd never seen green until I visited the Midwest. The cabin is on... Continue Reading →
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