I wish I had always been who I am instead of who I tried to be.
I wish I had a mini van because the girls would fit better than they do in a car.
I wish the supreme court was made up of progressive women in a rainbow of skin tones.
I wish that when my daughter told me I was a feminist I’d realized she was right.
Mostly I wish I could express boundaries in a healthy manner rather than tolerating bullshit and trying to Be Nice and Please People before going all duck and run when I max out on being kicked around.
Oh. And I wish to leave New England again, but I haven’t decided where for just yet.
Meantime?
Dogs.
