bird by bird

HR and I met on a blind-friend-date set up by her older sister, whom I met in graduate school. On that summer day, we met at a coffee shop in Prospect Heights, Brooklyn and spent an entire afternoon wandering the neighborhood, looking at art, and talking about what (and who) was on our hearts. It was an instant friend connection that has lasted over 7 years, through grief and heartbreak, dog walks and pizza parties. She's the best story teller I know and has a way of framing my hurt and insecurities in the most beautiful way. I hold her nuggets of truth and comfort close to my heart and access them often. To put it simply, the woman is magic. Last weekend I flew to Minnesota to celebrate HR's Hen Party (the Australian version of a bachelorette party). Her lady loves (dubbed "Hillary's Hens") flew in from around the country, and we spent the weekend drinking wine around a wood burning stove in a farmhouse in rural Minnesota. In lieu of lingerie, each Hen brou...

"I want any young man who wants to buy a gun to be treated like a young woman who seeks an abortion. Think about it: a mandatory 48-hours waiting period, written permission from a parent or a judge, a note from a doctor proving that he understands what he is about to do, time spent watching a video on individual and mass murders, traveling hundreds of miles at his own expense to the nearest gun shop, and walking through protesters holding photos of loved ones killed by guns, protester who call him a murderer. After all, it makes more sense to do this for young men seeking guns than for young women seeking an abortion. No young woman needing reproductive freedom has ever murdered a roomful of strangers." --Someone from the internet who GETS IT