Maybe you’ve been following along with what’s going on in Texas tonight, and maybe you too drank a bottle of pinot grigio from the safety of your Canadian enclave and felt the righteous indignation and fear that comes from a bunch of fucking white men deciding who has the right to speak and who doesn’t. … Continue reading
When we talk about mothers, it is often in the context of not being—or feeling—good enough. Motherhood is sacrosanct, so you can do any number of things to fail. But when we talk about fathers, good enough is more than enough, and occasionally better than expected. This is because we can’t seem to get over the … Continue reading
