The subtitle for my blog -- as well as much of my writing -- is inspired by the lyrics of Birds, by The Collection . Their music is inspiring, and life-affirming, and has gone a long way to restore things like my love for music, my faith, and my will to live. You should really go … Continue reading What would help me keep my big mouth shut?
It’s a good thing I didn’t know about all of my last times as a parent. A million little lasts slipped by without fanfare, without notice. It’s only in hindsight that I realized I’d quietly done things for the last time. Changed a diaper. Kissed little baby toes. Brushed out a ponytail. Packed a lunch. … Continue reading All the Little Lasts
Teaching adult basic education is many things – rewarding, challenging, fulfilling . . . It’s never boring. My students wanted to visit our campus library. Anything to inspire my low-level readers – literacy for the win! It was a beautiful day; one of those rare days that are sunny, but not too hot. Breezy, but … Continue reading Mighty Fine Day
I’ve watched in shock and dismay as my social media feed reveals, one after another, people who are defending and even supporting Kyle Rittenhouse. By and large, they’re evangelical Christians. More significantly, they’re people who claim to be pro-life. How? How do they reconcile their militant opposition to abortion -- even to the point of … Continue reading The Great Rittenhouse Hypocrisy
I see you, counting out your pills, to see if you have enough. Checking your calendar so your plan to quietly slip away causes the least fuss, the minimum of inconvenience. Oh, everyone says that it's so awful when people decide to leave, but you remember -- you remember when your friend left. "Honestly, he's … Continue reading Don’t Look
It's a shame that we can't have just one flag that represents liberty and justice for all. Right. But not for the reasons some people would claim.
What is WRONG with my brain? There was mention of placebo effect in my English class this past week. So many examples. A TicTac masquerading as a Tylenol. Cherry Kool Aid standing in for cough syrup. Then there's me. "Someone could dump out the contents of a Pixie Stick and tell you it's cocaine, and … Continue reading Ms. Bailey strikes again
(unless you want to further hurt victims and be a jerk, in which case, go right ahead) When a pastor/preacher/ministry leader is revealed to be a sexual predator, there is one response. ONE. It is a response of heartbreak and grief for the victims. It is a response of belief, of support, of appropriate systems for … Continue reading 10 Things NOT to Say When a Pastor is Revealed as a Sexual Predator
Losing my mind and trying to find it again
Mom guilt. I think all moms have it. I'm 11% Jewish so I think I have extra. There's the regular, garden-variety mom guilt: I wish I'd been more present . . . I wish I'd paid closer attention. I wish I'd emphasized health and nutrition and set a better example with, you know -- vegetables. … Continue reading In which I consider that my spawn are an essential part of the universe.
Jamestown The colonists. Fleeing persecution, braving all manner of hazards to come to the New World, the land of opportunity, of freedom. Some of them had children on the ships, some in the bitter winter for which they were ill-prepared, but they persevered. Some of the babies died, and parents had to dig their graves … Continue reading What would they be called, if their skin were white?