Last weekend, the Pink Posse of Dallas celebrated going green with a clothing swap. We were pretty stoked about the idea of helping the planet but we were even more thrilled about getting new clothes for little to no cost.

I started to write this post sitting at home in Oakland, CA on Thursday evening, July 8, helicopters overhead and sirens in the streets as our city reacted to the verdict of the Oscar Grant-Johannes Mehserle trial. The ruling of Involuntary Manslaughter in this case (of a white police officer fatally shooting a young black male -- who was unarmed, cuffed, and already on the ground) is largely viewed as unjust. The community has been bracing itself for this verdict for weeks. I, for one, am left speechless. Which is usually a good time for me to start writing.

So, here goes.

The Messy Creation of My Owning Pink

I sit here thinking about writing for Owning Pink and how the stories posted here are usually written by, for and about women.

But it is not only women who lose their MOJO.

If I am going to write for Owning Pink, it’d be good to share how my world was recently unraveled and what Owning Pink really means to me.

My story begins with being unexpectedly divorced and being absolutely crushed by becoming a single daddy.

Beloved Pinkies –

Today is Owning Pink’s first birthday. In some ways if feels like a few days ago that all this began, and in other ways it feels like a lifetime. We (Lissa and the Owning Pink team) have transformed in SO many ways, and have learned more about ourselves and the world than we ever imagined. We learned the meaning – and the power – of love, and how brightly each of us can shine given the space and support to be who we really are.