Abortion. Adoption. It takes just 3 syllables each to utter such life-changing words. Yet since the little red line showed up on the pregnancy test those words have circled like vultures in your mind, and each one has its own pair of angels and demons. If you caught your pregnancy…
Windmill Ways was launched into existence on July 11, 2016. People met me as a girl who published a Finding Dory movie review and blog post that still eeks nerves through the pixels of my screen. And it should! I was trying something new and scary and I had no…
I grew up hearing “Quit crying or I’ll give you something to cry about.” Any act of anger was doubled-up on and became a battle a child could never win. Privileges were revoked—it felt like I was grounded whenever perfection wasn’t reached. Although I’ve already forgiven everyone involved—sometimes multiple times…
I have a friend who had her whole life planned out. She knew where she’d go to college and she did it. She knew where she wanted a job and she did that too. Me? I flew on the wind with no plan or concern for the time that passed….
I knew someone a year younger than me who wanted to live in the 1920’s. They fell in love with the glitz and glamour and heteronormative roles of the family that our history books portray. “Honey I’m home. What’s for dinner?” Yet another friend said multiple times that they wish…
“Self love is a good thing but self awareness is more important. You need to once in a while go, ‘Uh I’m kind of an a-hole.’” Louis C.K. It’s been on my mind for a while: I treat Jesus like a friend, but I don’t treat my friends that great….
“It’s in the US now?” I said through gritted teeth when I first heard the coronavirus (now called COVID-19) was in California. How could the Chinese officials let this happen? They lied, said it was nothing to worry about, and now the coronavirus is uncontrollable. “No-one is surprised the next…
Instead of making resolutions that I’ll forget by February, every year I pick a word that I want to focus on. In high school it was always “courage” or “perseverance” and last year I made the mistake of choosing “peace,” which turned out exactly like one would expect when taunting…
After sharing my struggle with depression, and the 3-days that hit harder than I’d ever experienced before (or since), emails, comments, and texts came pouring in. People in Kenya, Cameroon, Philippines, and across the United States shared their story with me. I couldn’t believe it. So many people in my…
In high school I was suicidal. Although the impulse was overwhelming at times, it would come on like a wave and be gone in a couple of hours. This time was different. This time everything was different. It began like a small drizzle on Friday night. I celebrated Christmas at…
