Like so many modern couples, Bobbi and Marrissa met online.
Marrissa knew Bobbi was the one the first time they met face to face. It took her days to catch her breath.
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As a young teen, I would stare out the window as we drove through the Santa Cruz Mountains, and I could smell the fragrance of the forest floor and watched as the dust danced in the air where the sunbeams wove between the trees. The majestic redwoods soared two hundred feet above us, and the scent of the ocean was just a memory as we arrived at the estate.
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When I took over Montana Woman, I was afraid to speak up for myself. I was afraid to come off as “bossy,” to be too loud, too direct. I carefully crafted my emails to avoid the possibility of someone being upset. Even when, as the owner and editor of this magazine, I had every right to stand my ground and call people out, I still made myself small.
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Your sex does not determine who you will be, what goals you will make, or what waves you will create once you come forth into this world. But, I have always known that I would fight for you and the limits placed upon our sex for generations and generations— in all the same ways my mom (your grandma) did.
I think that one of the main reasons people live inauthentically is because of fear: fear of disapproval, fear of being judged, fear of failure. Stopping fear in its tracks and consistently showing up in life as yourself opens the door for magic to happen.
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When they reached the homestead in the evening, she found that home was a dugout cut into the side of a gumbo hill; a structure composed of fieldstone, cedar branches, and logs that sported a door and a single window. While he went in search of water, she made up the house with what little they brought and waited. Alone for miles, she sat listening to a host of new sounds that could not be seen at night.
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Yesterday, my son threw a type 3 tantrum in the parking lot of the grocery store. Screaming, limbs locked, holding on to the cart like his life depended on it, while I tried to get him into his car seat.
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