A bus driver lay on her horn at me the other morning as I crossed in front of her path a little close for both of our comfort. I’m sure her heart missed a beat or two just as mine raced into gear…
Recently, I have been reading again. I look for books for Eliot, pre-reading them. Popular themes with him and YA in general include WWII (a favorite of his), minority voices and stories, and, of course, the ever-popular dystopian society. Reading them I notice…
I wonder sometimes if one of the key differences Sandy and my parenting styles stems from a fundamental belief or disbelief in ourselves. So often I find myself concerned about the boys. And by so often, I mean pretty much constantly, except maybe…
It appears that I’m posting about once a month, at best. I’m not writing much either. I could come up with numerous excuses. I know that subconsciously I sometimes avoid writing because it captures something. That something is captured is significant. It marks…
November is Pancreatic Cancer Awareness Month, and today is World Pancreatic Cancer day! A day to lift your voice to encourage your leaders: political, industrial, academic, commercial, and social to support research to increase survival rates. The facts are grim. But our hope…
I’ve been remiss on day to day journaling and the capturing of the events of our lives. Most evenings are filled with homework and music practice and scrambling together something slightly nutritious that doesn’t make me feel like we are completely failing as…
I just finished listening to the audiobook of Lena Dunham’s Not That Kind of Girl. I recommend it. As a group of personal essays/memoirs go, it may be a bit jumbled, but I like it. She groups incidents and insights topically rather than…
I find my summer has dissipated with me having accomplished virtually nothing. I return to work tomorrow. I return, not necessarily because I love my job, but because it is a job. I find that working excuses me (internally) from housework and projects.…