Lost in Transition

I have led a life full of plentiful EMWA. From growing up in the suburbs of Detroit and spending my summers on Michigan’s Lake Charlevoix to attending Northern Michigan University (in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula), serving as a Peace Corps Volunteer on Antigua, recruiting for Peace Corps out of offices in Detroit and Chicago, living in LA […]

Feeling That I Am Using Fred Flintstone Brakes to Stop Life From Spiraling Out of Control

4 months ago, my beautiful grandmother was dying and the world as I knew it was slowly beginning to unravel.  I started a blog piece shortly after her death on April 19th about her being a constant force in my life, but have not completed it; however, the idea of this ‘constant’ in my life […]

Maybe I Deserve at Least a Smiley Face Sticker

Since October 2011–when I went to my gynecologist for a long overdue physical check-up, which led to a baseline mammogram at 43 that identified suspicious growths in my right breast, which also happened to be malignant–I have been averaging at least one doctor’s appointment or procedure a month. Even though my ‘active’ breast cancer treatment was […]


  I have a much longer tribute to my Grams Cooper in the works, but it is going to take awhile to get just right. Instead, I need to share that my beautiful grandmother passed this week at 96 years of age. The past year had been a tough one after she fell last spring, but the past […]

My First Strike

My ancestors were not Red Diaper Babies during the McCarthy Era or protesters involved in the Haymarket Riots of 1886 here in Chicago. I don’t come from a long line of social activists involved in protest movements or general acts of civil disobedience. I remember there being talk of a great-grandfather who was a union member while […]