Reflections on the 20th anniversary of 9/11

yellow daisies from the Shanksville field where Flight 93 crashed. “A common field one day, a field of honor forever.”

I have been struggling with sadness a lot this week, seeking to stave it off with physical exercise and word games on my phone.

In the midst of all that has been happening in America right now, and all that is going on…

Just kidding, nothing about menopause is fun.

red sky over red water Photo by <a href=”">Alexander Mils</a> on <a href=”">Unsplash</a>

(Listen, this is going to be a post about periods and other fun lady parts stuff. It’s okay if you don’t want to read it.)

Last April, I had to visit my gynecologist. I was having pain in the labial area, and pain…

a poem

Neon ice cream sign image by Dylan Ferriera

We were surprised by the crowd at the ice cream shop
It was like almost normal
A circle of girls, a team, giggled on the sidewalk
Parents stood in groups,
a coach, took a picture, all with masks at half-mast to eat their cones

We stood in nervous distance
The line out the door to order
Two of my three children with me
So thrown by so many people
We forgot how to order
My 10-year-old son saying only “chocolate” when asked,
“What can I get for you?”
Needing to be walked through the rest:
One scoop, waffle cone
They forgot to prompt, “Sprinkles?” And he forgot to ask.

Later in bed
The cat even though I am not a cat person
Curled up on my legs
Giving my knees a heartbeat

— May 13, 2021

Photo by Dylan Ferreira on Unsplash

Not all graduations are parties

empty crib with green triangle wallpaper

Eighteen years ago, my husband and I matriculated into parenthood, albeit a sad version of it. We graduated into the babyloss community when our stillborn son Gabriel was delivered.

Boys we know are turning 18, graduating into legal adulthood, a time that will be as…

Some people probably think I’m doing it wrong.

red poppies and a sunny blue sky

The things we need, the things people need, vary, depending who they are. We talk about introverts and extroverts, about personality types, heck, even about astrological signs. But one thing that is challenging is the act of actually getting what you need.

Staying fit isn’t as easy as it seems.

yoga mat, set of weights, and a laptop: how we fitness

I did yoga for thirty-one days in a row. (Counting today, thirty-two.)

Each day in March, I took a little bit of time out of my day to roll out the mat, and do yoga. The practices lasted anywhere from eight to…

Literally, 365 days

This week last year was the last normal week. By my personal reckoning, March 16, 2021 is 365 days of coronavirus pandemic living.

I didn’t write a book.

I didn’t start a small business.

I didn’t become a community hero for charity work.

Although I successfully baked…

Observations on successful therapy (so far)

Signs on a fence that say “Don’t Give Up,” “You are not alone” and “You Matter”

Let me enumerate the ways my mental health has improved since I started therapy in October:

1. I have gone from five or six servings of alcohol a day to two or four servings of alcohol in a week. This is clearly huge. I…

I’m not throwing away my… voice.

woman holding a bullhorn at a peaceful protest

I recently walked into the state store (for those of you outside of Pennsylvania, a State Store is where PA’ians have to buy wine and liquor) to pick up a couple bottles of wine.

I wasn’t there for 30 seconds when the security guard…

I owe Trump supporters not one thing.

Joseph R. Biden was barely declared the President elect of the United States when the calls on Twitter for empathy and kindness for the other side (i.e. Trump supporters) started.

It was enraging. My immediate response was: They can go first.

Let Trump…

Dawn Patton

Professional writer, amateur parent, reluctant dog owner.

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