On Housekeeping
He walks the dogs. I move the world. He does the mornings. I place everything in motion.
He walks the dogs. I move the world. He does the mornings. I place everything in motion.
By the time I had written the thank-you cards to our wedding guests, I was pregnant. Then my womb was empty again.
He flew to Europe to pick me up. I had already crossed it alone. From Paris to Portugal, a month apart collapsed the space between us again.
Some women aren’t just born. They’re summoned across bloodlines and time to complete what another woman began.
I got a Eurorail ticket to leave the man who would become my husband now. He flew me to Europe, bought me walking boots, put me on the train. Twenty years and three daughters later, I still return.
Before they could walk, they already knew what blood meant. Because we never hid it. We never locked the door.
Patriarchy trains women to serve men’s arousal. In mammal nature, males supply semen when the female needs it. Females allow and receive.
Grief isn’t performance. It’s breath that doesn’t fill. A reflection on Diane Keaton, loss, and saying it while they’re still alive.
Stress floods your body with hormones that wear you down. Placement gives a practical, body-based way to bring those levels down and restore calm and balance.
Some nights you don’t have to hold it all. Some nights you’re simply held.
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