The day I realized I was pregnant, I was volunteering in the library of our son’s elementary school. As I shelved books and chatted with the librarian, my face flushed, my breasts ached, and I just knew that what I’d … Continue reading An Adult Decision

I was in San Francisco, land of brown hills, old Victorian houses, and the TransAmerica Building.  I was a transplant from Boston and worked as a barista at a cafe.  I was young, I was inexperienced – hell, I was … Continue reading Some Small Peace

A few years ago, a woman I know, not well, but someone I have known for a long time, posted a picture on Facebook of men and women holding up signs at a pro-choice rally. They were advocating for the … Continue reading The Story I Don’t Want to Tell