Hi, My name is Aimée Gramblin. I’m a veteran wife (18 years and counting), badass mama jama of two kids (a teen and a tween), a writer, a nature enthusiast, and a curious soul. I’m a first generation Oklahoman, in the United States. I’ve almost moved out of state three times, but got cold feet each time. We almost moved to Atlanta, Georgia; Memphis, Tennessee, and Swansea, Wales — all for school related opportunities. We ended up moving from Norman, Oklahoma to Tulsa, Oklahoma, where we’ve lived for almost fifteen years now. It’s green, slightly hilly, a bit more progressive…
I’m tired. You’re probably tired of reading my writing about tiredness. But, here we are. Back to the page, back to being tired.
My right hip hurts. It’s a constant ache in the hip and butt area. It causes me to favor my left leg when I walk. Only when my bodyworker — who’s actually my Primary Care Provider, who is also trained in Osteomuscular Manipulation, which is kind of like gentle chiropractor work, from my lay-person point of view — works on me she says my left hip is worse for the wear. …
When I find myself returning to songs, it’s because something about the combination of instrumental music and lyric writing moves me to some kind of intense emotion — it could be happiness, anger, celebration, sadness, nostalgia, among many others. I’ve felt connected to music for as long as I can remember — and it’s due to this ability of certain songwriters to evoke emotion. Aimee Mann is a musician and songwriter who masters lyric writing and music composing to connect with her listeners. …
We all go sideways
while medicinal rain
heals us —
humans and flowers
in child’s pose
before satin dewy
petals, stems bow.
for all life:
Our roots cord
to earth’s center
The flowers feel
Warm drops of rain
anoint our holy heads
coax us out of our armor.
We rise in synch, in tune
learning to blossom together:
children of the earth.
I found YouTuber Safiya Nygaard in 2019 when I watched unboxing videos instead of shopping for things. Her style haul unboxing video popped up and made me laugh. I dove into her archive and developed a crush on this beautiful, smart, badass YouTuber.
Safiya Nygaard is quirky and gothic simultaneously. How?
She’s energetic, smiles a lot, and has a diverse range of interests. She brings a mad scientist vibe to her makeup videos, where she often smashes many products together into a final product. She also wears black pretty much exclusively, loves bats, black cats, and all things Halloweeny.
I live in the land of the free home of the brave, good ole USA where friends have to find antibiotics on the street because their side hustles and full-time jobs don’t come with benefits. Got cancer and no insurance? Rest in pieces, the sooner the better. This free land is where you must be brave to go to elementary school, the movies, bars, work at the capitol in DC because this land of the free, built on the backs of slaves pillaged and stolen from indigenous peoples is founded on toxic history atrocities that are stuffed deep in the…
I threw on leggings and a loose shirt, slid on loafer-style shoes, grabbed my keys and coffee, and headed to my first ever Physical Therapy appointment. I would’ve never guessed it would occur at age 42 and be for my vagina.
The crowded office burgeoned with people of all ages engaging in PT with yoga balls and table exercises. Surely, I thought, I won’t be out in the open.
After filling out pages of intimate and detailed paperwork and realizing I needed to pee already — too much coffee — my Physical Therapist, Becky, walked into the lobby, introduced herself…
“Hi, mom. Guess what? There’s going to be a court case at school on Monday,” Ceci said. “I’m going to be a lawyer.”
The sun was shining on a seasonably nice spring day in April. I waited in my car in the school pickup line, singing to Cat Stevens, Lizzo, and Charlie XCX while sending voice memos to friends and checking email. The line started moving and Ceci, my ten-year-old daughter, hopped in the car. The burden of the school week lifted from her shoulders.
“Happy Friday, Ceci!”
“Hi, mom. Guess what? There’s going to be a court case at…
Are you the kind of person who actively seeks out music or are you the kind of person whom music somehow finds?
I’m the latter type.
I have a friend who’s a music enthusiast and posts on Facebook every time one of his favorite music artists passes away. Many have passed away over the last few years. March 29, 2020, Daniel posted that John Prine was in critical condition due to Covid-19 and linked to a Rolling Stone article. On April 7, he created a post that simply said, “Oh no.” John Prine had died due to Covid-19 complications.
I’ve enjoyed having Bingz Huang and Shanna Loga take over writing the Age of Empathy prompts for the last couple of months. When I realized April is happening this week, I put on my procrastination hat and pushed it out of my mind. As I was driving to school pickup, I started brainstorming out loud: April Showers Bring May Flowers? April Fools? These didn’t sit right with me…Then, I thought of intimacy and it’s multi-layeredness and ability to apply to different relationships.
So, for April 2021, Age of Empathy invites you to reflect on intimate relationships in your life. Are…