During tragic times, we’re told to look for the helpers, right? For me, that means finding self-help from those who know nothing about me. That’s what feels the safest. I turn to podcasts, blog posts, and books from my favorite online mentors and savor the tidbits that allow me to excuse myself when it seems…
The term “wet dreams” used to mean something entirely different to me. Currently, the wakeup-soaking-wet-one-week-before-my-period nights have moved into that realm. As young adults, we used to chuckle over the pubescent concept—half excited—and now I cautiously wait for the night it will happen to my son. It will probably land around the same time my…