Category: First Person

The Open Road

After spending a ridiculous amount of time in the car the last two weekends covering multiple states, I have the following observations … Our parents are heroes. Straight up, people. We struggled to make our way in unfamiliar territory with…

Dream Weaver

For many years, my literal translation for Mother’s Day was, “where dreams go to die.” This is because I have found that the majority of women, like me, end up disappointed in some fashion. The vision they had for the…

Pillow Talk

If we had throw pillows on our couches growing up, I don’t remember anything about them. I mean, I am sure we had whatever came with the furniture but they were an afterthought and inconsequential to me. Likewise, my bed…

Getting Squirrely

Just because you’re paranoid, doesn’t mean the squirrels aren’t out to get you. Seriously. I’ve been around the block a few times, lived in the suburbs nearly my whole life, and people, I am here to say, the squirrels are…

The Bachelor: ABCs of Love

In 1965, ABC debuted “The Dating Game,” a show featuring strangers looking for love on national television. This was a pretty risqué concept back in the day. I mean, this was a far cry from the blind dates that your…

Six Degrees of Separation

Photo | Mac Kennedy The 2018-19 football season was dedicated to teammate Tyler Terry, who died of an undiagnosed heart defect last year. This season, the entire team wore practice jerseys and helmets emblazoned with Terry’s number 6.

In numerology, the number six is nicknamed the motherhood number; the protector looking out for everyone around it. It has its flaws for sure, but at its heart, six is a compassionate leader. In the Quince Orchard community, we saw…

A Big Block of Cheese

These are troubling times, my friends. Amid all the insanity, every now and then you see a headline that makes you say, “Enough.” A simple sentence that signals your limit and leaves you questioning all that you thought you knew.…

First Person

Pioneer Days There is a fine line between blind optimism and denial. I was never so keenly aware of this balance than when my cell phone went blank one Sunday afternoon. For weeks the screen would intermittently flash colors and…

First Person

#ALLCAPS I am not a hockey fan. I went to one game in high school at the Capital Centre in Largo where a street party would have been held on an exit ramp to 495 because nothing surrounded it but…

First Person

Chopped The best thing about this whole writing gig is the ability to work from home. What’s even better is that I don’t bother feigning any sort of professionalism by toiling away in my home office. Nope, I wander all…