I had inklings that I was gay during my early pre-school days, but the moment that I knew I was different from most other girls occurred in grade 3. The story itself is kind of interesting, but will take longer than I have to type right now.
I finally came out to my family when I was 17, and then to my friends when I was 18. Given how Pentecostal and judgemental my family is, I am surprised that I told them first. People shocked me- both good and bad, in how they responded to my declaration of self. Still, to this day (almost 15 years after coming out) I have moments of frustration with the insensitive things my family says.
I try to live authentically. I always have. It certainly hasn’t been the easiest way through life, but when I put my head down at night, I am comforted by the meaningfulness of my journey.
I feel the same about my self. I am a good person, and while I have faults, I am not afraid to admit when I am wrong, and am constantly trying to improve. I am also brave– not jump off a cliff into unknown waters brave, but even braver– visibly queer brave.
Making these for Canadian Thanksgiving!
A lot of you have been eating Quinoa and Kale Salad; Pumpkin Cream Cheese Brownies are your reward. We’ve been using pumpkin and/or fall squash almost every day. There is a container of yesterday’s oven roasted pumpkin in the ‘fridge for today’s brownies and ravioli. There is almost no excuse for using canned pumpkin at this time of year. Fresh is supremely better, so we encourage you to roast one or two, use what you need and freeze the rest for later. Buy canned if you must, but stay far, far away from flavorless, practically gray “One-Pie Pumpkin” opting instead for “Libby’s Canned Pumpkin” or “Farmer’s Market Organic Canned.”
This recipe calls for butter, but you may substitute coconut oil. It also calls for 1 teaspoon of Pumpkin Pie Spice, a blend of aromatic spices that you can likely recreate from your spice cupboard. Resist the temptation to used more…
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1. Sleep (what else?). I have become absorbed in the rhythm of working and family life. While my days are full and rewarding, I spend a good deal of time just trying to get through the daily grind. On a good night I get about seven hours of sleep, thankfully minus major insomnia lately, because Caitlyn has been so wonderful about taking over the bulk of the night-time parenting.
I try to jump out of bed before 6:30, so I can get a shower and a cup of coffee into me before the baby wakes up. I get her changed, feed her the majority of her breakfast and then trade off with Cait, so I can get out the door before 8 am. She takes Daphne to daycare (or we do it together) and I pick her up just before five. I juggle dinner-making with baby-playing until Cait gets…
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