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I was a speaker at BLOGHER ’13!
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Category Archives: Guest Posts
Stevie, short for Stephanie, is a self-proclaimed coffee addict, wife, and mother to three fur babies that have taken over her heart and home. A lover of words and yoga, she blogs at Joy … Continue reading
In his own words, Michael Lombardi says: When I’m not defending the streets of Gotham under cover of night, I’m a stay-at-home dad to two dogs and one human. I’m in my early … Continue reading
***I must preface this by saying I’m a terrible person. I’d promised Kim I’d publish her piece a week ago, but I was out of town and I completely spaced. Fortunately, Kim is a doll and very understanding. Nevermind the … Continue reading
Today I have the honor of being featured at Lisa Young’s blog in her Be Your Own Guru Series. You can listen to me wax philosophical about my personal experiences fundraising for The Gay Dad Project documentary. I’ll even tell … Continue reading
Today I’m privileged to be guest posting over at my friend Tonya’s place: I’ve written a letter there. So if you want to read it, go visit her blog, Letters For Lucas. You can find Tonya … Continue reading
From a very young age, even though I then lacked the spiritual understanding to articulate it, I knew that my creative soul was that of a writer. I revelled in the joy of creating worlds with words and … Continue reading
Roots. I never gave them much thought until last summer, when I took my two youngest to our postage-stamp-sized backyard, determined to see dirt instead of the overgrown mess of vine and leaves and weeds and whatever else had taken … Continue reading
When I was home for Thanksgiving last November, I found my old journals. Seven of them, filled from cover to cover, documenting my comings and goings from sixth grade all the way through my junior year of college. I was … Continue reading