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Two Of Us Are In a Room One of us is sick.  She has lost what would’ve identified her as a girl. The thing women look to have, develop, and maintain throughout our lives. Yes, the very same thing that causes teenage girls to cry over the pain of them growing. They are for much more than looks-they symbolize what we, as women associate with being feminine. In this room, the doctors have taken both of her breasts to try and save her life. They tell her the illness ravaging her body is hormone-based and she must have a full hysterectomy to live. We all know there is so much more to being a woman than breasts and a womb, but can you tell her that? Can you tell her that she is still a woman as she sits in this chair with poison being fed into her body to try and shake the disease? She has already cut  her hair. She said now she has to shave it off, because it hurts her. She is losing the feeling on the bottom of her hands and feet because of the side effects of the poi...

We have all seen it. You go out to dinner or an outing with friends. There, you see people sitting together and no one is talking to one another. They all have those handy pocket-sized computers in their hands. The THING we on average touch about 2,617 times a day—our cellphones!  In a famed study, a researcher studied how many times friends touched each other while sitting at a café. He collected data around the world. In Mexico City, couples touched each other 185 times. In Paris, 115 times. In London, 0 times. In Gainesville, Fla., twice. We live in a world where you can have conversations with total strangers in some of the farthest reaches of the planet via internet, yet we are a million miles away from the people right in front of us. It really is amazing (not to mention completely inconsiderate and rude) that we have all become this way at the behest of technology. I love that I can Google ANYTHING and get a result to explain to me my question. Yet, I loathe having to talk ...