rachel twelmeyer

Category Archives: Personal

Blowing It

  I’ve had a few face plants this week, moments where I glance up from the ground with skewed glasses and mud on my face. And it hurt. My pride is apparently more delicate than I’d hoped and it’s taking all my effort to not send my husband a self-loathing text describing how utterly useless I am. […]

This is still it

I cried myself to sleep last night, and so my eyes are puffy and itchy this morning. We failed to elect a leader that will promote goodness, equality, and love, and my son will be five years old before we get to the end of this. I know it won’t last forever, but it’s gonna be […]