{{Re-posting. Still in the mountains amidst crazy snow flurries and loving it hardcore.}} I went to college in a smallish midwestern city with a gorgeous lakefront, gritty urban streets, and crazy lunatics roaming the alleys (campus was two blocks from the Rescue Mission, a psychiatric hospital, and the Pabst Mansion open to the drunk…Continue Reading
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Five Classes I Wish They’d Taught In School
{{Way back when and long ago, my friend MommyPie asked me to write about the below. I thought I’d re-post it now because I’m in the mountains waiting for it to snow, eating too many Doritos, and realizing I’m quite unable to formulate a brand-new post. So…}} …here are the five classes I wish…Continue Reading
Overdue, Again
Dearest The Rock: I know you’ll read this, so I thought I’d put it here. As you know, I’ll be gone this evening, and if I don’t write these things down when the mood hits me, I may never get to it. And things need to be said. But first of all: you’re…Continue Reading
The Hourglass
The moments go by. I marvel at friends’ hair loss, my dad’s newfound tendency to go to bed before 9, my cracking knee. I view this time through sepia, colors gray and darken, edges disappear, focus fuzzes. We were all just kids waiting for Santa Claus, and not that long ago. Time hastens us,…Continue Reading
Remembering to Say Thank You
I know I wrote this a few years ago, but look, even I know when it’s time to say thank you to those who understand what you are trying to do with your website; who agree to advertise even though your content may be affectionately referred to as “cheeky” or “hmmmmm…” It was always…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #139: Remember Me Well
It was Spring 2006 and I was eight months pregnant with Booger. I’d signed up for a weekly discussion group through my church and showed up for the first meeting a little nervous and a lot unsure. I knew I wanted to connect with people in my community, and church seemed a good a place…Continue Reading
Spies Like Us
I was just thinking how easy it is now to “spy” on people: You look up your ex on Facebook, peruse his/her family photo albums, watch people’s Twitter streams to see what they’re doing any given second of the day, and read blogs of people you haven’t met, but know intimately just the same. The…Continue Reading
Moving On
I thought maybe we could know each other. As if perhaps I understood you on some level you didn’t see yourself. I knew your history, your reputation, shall we say; your penchant for sardonic wit and condescending elitism, but still, I passed it off as socially awkward, insecurity, deep sadness. I stood up for…Continue Reading
Naturally
You do what comes naturally. Hug your children, cook your meals. You spend several year-long minutes tying a knot because there’s beauty in the details and comfort in the time taken. You lose yourself alone in the quiet, possibly humbled, laid low and bare. Not speaking unless there is something to say. You find…Continue Reading
Comes the Dawn
Do you remember this poem? My friend Ellen gave me a burnt-edged copy of it in high school, and I’ve loved its simple profundity ever since. Today’s a good day to read it again. Comes The Dawn by Veronica A. Shoffstall After a while you learn the subtle difference Between holding a…Continue Reading
The Underground Suburban Shopping Network
You’ve heard of it, right? The extensive, secret, unpublicized communications organization responsible for clearing out the on-sale Zoobles at Wal-Mart and the buy-two-get-one-free pound of bacon at the corner grocery store? No? Well, who do you think stands in line at Target on Black Friday, buying 85 Razor scooters for the friends…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #137: Zen
Everyone? When is the last time you felt completely at peace? That all was right with the world? Please share your moment. And adjunctively (possibly and probably a made-up word), is there something you do to reach a zen state? Kindly share your mantra. If you would, post your submission…Continue Reading
