I’m Still Learning How to Hold on to Some Memories (And Let Go of Others)

By De Elizabeth

I remember being a kid, and thinking that the school years lasted forever. One cycle of September to June felt like an eternity, as I counted down the days until classes ended and camp began. Of course, once summer came, everything was reversed. I’d blink, and the first day of camp became the last. My friends, some of whom I only saw during the summer months, and I would sit atop hot gravel in tight hugs, tears streaming down our faces. Why, we wondered, did we wish time away? What we would have given to go back to day one. Continue reading

One Year In Trump’s America: Why I’m Raising My Son To Be A Feminist

By Catherine Miele

My beautiful son, my first and only (so far) child, is three.

He is too young to understand the current political climate or the fact that one year ago our country elected a man who wore his sexist comments, allegations of groping women, and desire to divide like badges of honor.

Too young to know the meaning of words and phrases like “misogyny,” “reproductive rights,” “hypocrisy,” and “consent.” Continue reading

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Memory Chest

By Kate Kole

Listen to your own voice, your own soul. Too many people listen to the noise of the world, instead of themselves. – Leon Brown

A few years ago, my mom created a memory chest for me. She filled it with high school yearbooks, significant newspaper clippings, cross country and soccer posters, report cards, and my favorite 101 Dalmatians hat that served as my primary wardrobe staple for the better part of early childhood. I have a slight suspicion that the chest came to be, in part, so I could have access to my most sentimental artifacts, and in (larger) part, so my parents could finally – and without guilt – say sayonara(!) to my shotty kindergarten “artwork”. Continue reading

I Have Daddy Issues

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By Felicia Sabartinelli

I have daddy issues. But I don’t feel hate towards the male species, or suffer from an inability to love. I often seek men who appear to be the complete opposite of my father, wanting instead someone who is honest, kind, responsible and family orientated. I’ve often noticed that if a man even slightly resembles my father, in appearance or personality, I will avoid that person at all costs. I have daddy issues.  Continue reading

15 Things You’re Never Too Old For

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It could be argued that we may never feel the age that we actually are. Although we’re rounding the third-decade milestone, there are days we still feel sixteen. Hell, there are days we still feel six. It’s entirely possible that one day, we’ll be in our retirement homes, still feeling like it was just yesterday that we were crushing on Rider Strong and Justin Timberlake. Wasn’t it? Continue reading

#TBT: 10 Foods From Your Childhood You Wish You Could Eat Today

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Oh, to be young again. Wouldn’t it be great if we could just hop in a time machine for the day to revisit our childhood for just 24 hours? (Let’s be honest, we wouldn’t want to stay too long, especially if said time machine took us to Middle School or something.) Truth be told, we’d probably just be in it for the snacks. So, allow this post to be your tour guide back in time, via the memory of your taste buds. Here are 10 snacks you probably won’t see anywhere ever again. (Insert sad emoji here.) Continue reading