The first lesson that I taught my parents was how to accept a child who was different. Assigned female at birth, I was expected to do certain things as I was growing up. I was expected to wear certain clothes, play with certain toys, and act a certain way. However, I was the youngest of three and wanted nothing more than to be just like my older brothers. It wasn’t until years later that I learned just how much that was true. I spent my early years as a tomboy, and slowly but surely I was overtaken with depression.
By Alison Channon
A LOOK FROM THE BIMA
“The chazzan, I could do worse,” Mitchell thought as he looked up at Bruce on the Bima. It was 1982 and Bruce was serving as the High Holiday Cantorial Soloist at Or Chadash, Chicago’s Gay and Lesbian synagogue. Bruce had noticed Mitchell too. “Who could miss him with the red beard and all the hair he once had? He was cute.”
By Alexis Cheney – @akcheney
It was only when my dad called from a hospital bed after driving his mower off the ledge of his yard and onto a rocky ravine did I consider my parents — already 78 and 63 — will not live forever.
Two Moxie writers visited Luke’s Diner pop-ups across the country – and got a little taste of Stars Hollow in Washington, DC and Overland Park, Kansas.
Article by Taylor Kuether – Washington, DC
Photos by Alisa Morse – Overland Park, KS
October 5, 2000 – The date which “Gilmore Girls” made its quick-witted (and even more quick-talking) debut, sparking seven beloved seasons, millions of devoted fans and the age-old debate: Dean, Jess or Logan? Continue reading “Photo Gallery: Gilmore Girl for a Day”
By Lauren Linhard – email@example.com
I was recently approached at a party that consisted mostly of couples and asked if my husband was here. Nope, I replied. Oh, so you must be engaged. I flashed my hand, definitely not. God, I’m so sorry, your boyfriend? Nope, I don’t have one of those either.
With three of my friends married, two with families, one engaged, another living with her boyfriend, and another in a dedicated relationship, I stand alone in the world of singles – at the age of 27 – when I seriously thought I’d be in the middle of my own happily ever after. Continue reading “A Single’s Journey aka Starting Over is Hard as Crap”
After Sunday’s tragic shooting in Orlando, I felt sad and angry. I wasn’t sure what to do. When it came up in conversation, I felt lost and frustrated. I wanted to come together to express love and tolerance, but as with every shooting in our country, the unity and solidarity is tainted by the fact that we have a culture which divides us, not unites us. Even in the thoughts and prayers and calls to action in honor of the victims, there were arguments over gun control, homophobia and ISIS. Continue reading “The Healing Power of Wine & Will (on the Hill)”
By Jamie Schafer – White Hall, MD
I was recently asked to create a bucket list. For those of you unfamiliar with the term, it’s a list of things you want to do/see/accomplish before you “kick the bucket.” At first I was excited and giddy at the idea, but the more I thought about (or over thought) the ideas on my list, I started to panic. Continue reading “My #BeforeIDie Bucket List”
Kylea Wright – Baltimore, MD
The holiday season can feel overwhelming and exhausting. Maybe it’s an expectation vs. reality thing, maybe it’s having everything not feel exactly right, maybe it’s a weird version of FOMO (fear of missing out) and believing somewhere out there is a bunch of people having the holiday party of your dreams. When the holidays are finally over, we feel like swimmers returning to the surface for air. If you find yourself feeling a little downbeat around the holidays, I have a list for you (and I checked it twice)! Continue reading “Tis the Season to Feel a Little Down”