When I entered college in the summer of 1998, I had one simple thought in my head:  Don’t be a statistic.  My teenage years were unstable, abusive, and marked by trauma I still carry in some ways today. I wanted out. I wanted distance from the chaos and a...

There is safety in the middle. There is equal space to each edge. It’s the perfect place to regroup and decide where to move next. In a time of peril nothing feels better than being in the middle of hug from a loved one, or in the corner of the couch wrapped in...

When families gather there is a general sense of routine. Aunt Janet brings the pies, Mom is responsible for the salad, and you can always count on Uncle Chris to crack a joke at the right time that fills the room with laughter. When we sit down to eat everyone...