Motherhood
Everyone had a mother at one point. Some, like me, are very lucky--I still have my mother, and she is a great one. But lots of people still need mothers. Either they have lost them to death or estrangement, or their mothers just weren't good mothers, or they are...
Inside, Looking Out
I’ve begun an experiment. When I lost my job, several things happened that weren’t really good for my body. First, I love kickboxing, but the gym is in Oakwood. I couldn’t justify the drive or spending the money to go to my very reasonably-priced trainer any more. ...
Climb
Balance is no harder after all… Now you’ve just got farther to fall (David Wilcox) Those of you who hang on my every word and wait anxiously for my next episode of navel-gazing know that one of the many indignities of old age for me is a new-found fear of heights. To...
Cleaning Out The Closets
This time last year I was packing. In addition to what I had in my classroom, I had an office with a wall full of shelves, a 3-sided desk, a huge horizontal filing cabinet and a wardrobe. In those spaces I had accumulated the things that a teacher accumulates over 5...
Things That Work Out By Working In
A few years ago I had the good fortune to play ultimate Frisbee with a group of kids on Sunday afternoons at Laurel Park. As the weather got warmer, I started playing barefoot in the soft grass. One Sunday evening, I stepped on something. I’m a lifetime warm-weather...
Going Dormant and Observing Rests
This has been a season of waiting for me. In the book of Leanne, waiting produces metaphors. I’m not good at waiting. I’m not good at it at all. Over the last few years I’ve taught some beginning piano and theory lessons, and one of the things that beginners find...
A MINI Love Story
But Charlie, don't forget what happened to the man who suddenly got everything he always wanted ...he lived happily ever after. (Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory) Several years ago I went over to my friend Wendy’s house for something or another on a...
Lost Love Letters
Several years ago I came home from teaching a 2-week camp with some sort of virus. After my doctor tested me for mono and stereo and everything else he could think of, I went home with my prednisone to just tough it out. I was too sick to get out, but not sick enough...
Rainy Days, Mondays, and Straight Jackets
What I got they used to call the blues-- Nothin' is really wrong... Rainy days and Mondays always get me down. (Roger Nichols and Paul Williams) After I got home yesterday and the rain started pouring (again,) I started to lose a lot of last week's giddiness. I had no...
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