I realize I can write my previous blog post because I have white privilege, and I realize I will never understand it. I've been thinking of ways to tweak the article but there is no tweaking. Anyone who is white... Continue Reading →
I have white privilege. I have it in every way shape and form. I am a white woman, living in the nicest part of town, in an overwhelmingly rich and white city in Southern California consistently ranked on the safest... Continue Reading →
On Life, Love and Tragedy
Containing the Crazy that is Life.
Where disability politics, feminism and craft collide.
A Life Rich in Faith, Bipolar, Chronic Pain, Creativity & Purple!