I spent many, many years dancing the same dance with my son. We had a pattern, a rhythm to our words and interactions. I counted on him to make mistakes and he counted on me to fix them, to rescue him. And like clockwork . . . I came through, every time. I convinced myself... Continue Reading →
Thank a teacher . . .
Growing up I always knew I wanted to be a teacher. I loved everything about school, reading, math, music, friendships, and lunch time socializing. I was fortunate, for the most part, learning came easy for me. And when it wasn't easy, I had good teachers who helped me. I had many favorite teachers over the years. I admired... Continue Reading →
Grateful for a treasured memory …
David married into one of my favorite families, a family that I absolutely love and consider my family too. So, like them, he became family as well. Aside from a few extended visits, I saw him once, maybe twice a year, but we always picked up right where we left off, easy conversation and happy to see one another. With... Continue Reading →
My boy . . .
1978 . . .In the very early hours on Friday of the Labor day weekend, I am approaching twenty-two long hours of labor. I am exhausted and somewhat delirious. The doctor examines me and sighs, "If you don't have this baby by 2:00, you're having a Cesarean." At 2:17 am, without surgery, my son arrives, all 9 pounds and 2 ounces. And just... Continue Reading →
At Seventeen . . .
My favorite exercise and escape is walking on the beach. I run across the highway to the trail and am greeted by the sunset. I squint my eyes, take a deep breath and shake off the day. This is my peace. My body quickly finds its rhythm, its pace, and my legs lead the way, allowing my mind to wander.... Continue Reading →
Never let some one find you the same way they left you . . .
I am sure it is difficult to say the words I've thought this through, played it out in my head. I've tried to imagine life with you forever . . . and I have reservations. . . It 's not going to work. I believe saying those words took courage. I do. I'll bet it's even harder to... Continue Reading →
My Words to Live by . . .
Never let someone find you the same way that they left youPretend everything is going to be okay until it isThere is enough room in the world for everyone to be amazingBE bare naked in public as often as possible
