Growing up, the fourth used to mean bubbles and cookouts, marching in parade chucking candy at people. Later it became drinking by the lake with friends, wondering…
I’m hoping for a future where we are free to be ourselves, and can feel safe, seen, and loved by those around us. Free of hate, free of fear, free of barriers and limitations put…
I know this comes a day late, but the message rings true no matter the time of year. It's important to remember our history, remember our roots, and continue to care…
Recently, my bandmate threw my own words back at me - “I want to let it go but I care too much, so…” And I couldn’t tell if I was about to burst into tears or laughter.