Rape, Suppressed Memory, and the Hope of Forgiveness

“I wronged you in the past,” came the LinkedIn message notification on my phone. It was late on a Friday afternoon. I was at work, plowing through as much as I could before the weekend. I did not recognize the name on the message. Whoever it was, he wanted to apologize. For what? Who was… Continue reading Rape, Suppressed Memory, and the Hope of Forgiveness

A Mother Thing

Did you ever think to yourself, “We all have one thing in common?” And the answer was: “Everyone has a mother.” Well, it’s not true. Of course, every human emerged from a vagina. Or out of a uterus, one way or another. But throughout human history, children and mothers have been torn apart. An enslaved… Continue reading A Mother Thing

PWITP: Women, Empowerment, and Purpose

What gives you hope? For me, today, May of 2018, it’s the same thing that has boosted my flagging optimism for the last 12+ months. It’s a movement, a mission, a project called Putting Women in Their Place and it’s the brainchild of my very own sister, Megan Park. And it’s fucking brilliant. Let’s look… Continue reading PWITP: Women, Empowerment, and Purpose

Me Too

He gave me a ride home from a party. He was older. Maybe eight or nine years older. He was a friend of the guys my friends and I were hanging out with that night. Pot-head frat types who played great music and had a big room for dancing in. In our first year of… Continue reading Me Too

The Wonder of Wonder Woman

When the movie ended, tears welled up. My throat closed. I was overwhelmed with emotion. Not a tear jerker movie, so why? I always enjoy superhero movies. We all do—or lots of us, anyway. The possibility of good prevailing. The presumption that there is good. That there are people devoted to doing the right thing,… Continue reading The Wonder of Wonder Woman

Three Bad First Dates

He asked the bartender for a taste of a particular wine to see if he liked it. Common enough; no biggie. He wanted a sweetish white. Well, he did not like it, so he tried another one. Nope. The bartender tried to chat with him about the wines, explaining that the Reisling they pour is… Continue reading Three Bad First Dates

Solidarity, Empowerment, Sisterhood, and Love

  Standing in line to get some food at Grand Central at the end of the day, my daughter, a friend, and I stood chatting. A man in a Metro North conductor’s uniform stood near us. He turned a few times to look at us, and finally spoke. “I don’t mean to be forward, but… Continue reading Solidarity, Empowerment, Sisterhood, and Love

Be the Sapiosexual You Want to See in the World—Smart is Sexy! *

  Sapiosexual. If you know what that means, I’d probably like you. If you consider yourself to be sapiosexual, I might even love you. And if you’re a guy, I’d date you. I didn’t know what sapiosexual meant until a while back when I saw a man describe himself that way on his dating profile.… Continue reading Be the Sapiosexual You Want to See in the World—Smart is Sexy! *

My Mother’s Battle Against White Male Privilege

I’m sure I don’t know the half of it. Back then, if it was named at all, it might have been called chauvinism. I doubt she even heard the word “sexism” until she was out of the corporate world and battling a different set of demons that dominated the latter part of her life. She… Continue reading My Mother’s Battle Against White Male Privilege

Scarlet Words—How Women’s History and Power Was (partly) Stolen by Changing the Language

  The other day I woke from an undifferentiated dream with the words, “verbs, nouns, and scarlet adjectives” in my head. When I considered this word cluster, after a cup of coffee, I determined that its key word was “scarlet.” I pondered the word “scarlet” over the next few days. My train of thought, Google,… Continue reading Scarlet Words—How Women’s History and Power Was (partly) Stolen by Changing the Language