kelly brevig

Teal mascara blended with Smurf-blue eyeliner and rolled down my face. The giant bangs were still firmly in place, but the makeup was a force with which to be reckoned. One-ply tissue was not quite doing its job after two hours worth of sobbing from the front row of the theater. My...

"I can't run." That was a phrase the 23-year-old me used in social situations when athletic people talked about jogging. The truth is, I didn't ever really try. I soon became disappointed with the person in the mirror who claimed only to run if a bear was chasing her. In a moment...

According to the American Counseling Association, vicarious trauma is the “emotional residue of exposure that counselors have from working with people as they are hearing their trauma stories and become witness to the pain, fear, and terror that trauma survivors have endured.”...

While sharing incredible stories of Christmas Magic, a dear friend told me about an amazing group of women who have anonymously been changing the world.

Sitting at Raphael's Bakery on a Saturday morning, enjoying the first sip of coffee as it hits my veins, I overhear a gentleman asking a friend, and "So are you voting next week or moving to Canada?"

A recent memory emerged for me this past week. It came bubbling up out of nowhere and presented itself in a profound moment. I'm still not sure what led me to this story, but it is one that I am rather proud of and wanted to share. It is a story my grandma told me, and at the time,...