Awareness Fatigue

Tell you what, dear readers, the self-proclaimed Queen of Snark is tired of this breast cancer shit. As of last Tuesday, July 24th, it’s been four years since I heard the words, “I’m sorry, Kathi. Your biopsy is positive.” About a week ago, I started writing a philosophical, seeing-the-glass-half-full sort of post, in an attempt […]

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Public Trauma, Private Grief

Like many of us, I’ve been stunned beyond comprehension at the shootings that occurred just days ago in Aurora, Colorado. But in the aftermath, it’s not the issue of gun ownership that occupies my mind. It’s not trying to fathom the unfathomable motives that would drive someone to stockpile assault weapons and ammunition, to boobytrap […]

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