When I am 80 I hope to have a face covered in laugh lines and walls covered with pictures of people I love and adventures taken. When I am 70 I hope to have a strong heart and body so I can read to school children and walk dogs from the shelter. When I amContinue reading “Hopefully Halfway”
Author Archives: LwithaC
Forgotten/Remembered
I was on fire to write but couldn’t find the computer, by the time I did and logged on, the thoughts had evaporated. Too many passwords and distractions, too many side quests to stay focused. What did I come here to write? Seven months ago my world fell apart and I’ve been putting it backContinue reading “Forgotten/Remembered”
Week One
Notes from the field after three days of Kindergarten after 523 days without in-person learning. She’s 5 and she’s exhausted and exhilarated. She woke up and put on a tutu and her star shirt and started playing a math game. Then stares blankly into space. “Hi honey, you’ve had a big week.” Her response isContinue reading “Week One”
Stories
There are stories that I carry with me, some I proudly unfurl like a flag, a banner I’m thrilled to carry– stories of my grandmother, tales from my mom. Others I’ve stuffed down deep into my cells, hoping that the deeper I keep them, the less true they’ll become. Some I carry without even being aware thatContinue reading “Stories”
It Can Be Both
I have a square teapot. It isn’t super practical but it’s pretty cool looking. It has a bamboo handle. For years it sat on top of my refrigerator. “That teapot was my grandmother’s,” I’d say. “It’s kind of hard to clean,” I’d think. One day I noticed a sticker on the bottom. Target Global. 2005. And beneath the sticker, printed onContinue reading “It Can Be Both”
Re-entry
We just got back from a camping trip, our first one in two years. And re-entry is ROUGH. Anytime I travel I have a hard time transitioning both pre-departure and post-return. I look around our house, which I’d cleaned before we left, and don’t know where to put anything. Cooking anything seems beyond possibility, likeContinue reading “Re-entry”
Humble Pie
Well my body just reminded me who’s in charge around here (spoiler alert: it isn’t me). Because I was slumped on the couch and I coughed and now my back is in charge for the rest of the day. My body is in charge. My body is the boss. It’s really easy to get trappedContinue reading “Humble Pie”
Active Recovery and Disordered Eating
I was introduced to the term “active recovery” in the fitness realm, in a cycling studio, actually, where I can be found approximately three times per decade. I even got my cycle certification, because I like learning, but it turns out I don’t love cycling, which I kind of knew going in, but that’s anotherContinue reading “Active Recovery and Disordered Eating”
Just the Recipes
No story, here we go. Mo’Oatmeal aka Slow-oatmeal (Bad name, solid breakfast)Boil 1 quart of water (4 cups) in a big potAdd 1 cup TOTAL of: quinoa, steel cut oats, and flaxmeal/ground flaxseed(I do about 1/2 a cup of each, then heap it with the flax)Keep on medium-high heat for about 5 minutes, stirring occasionally.ReduceContinue reading “Just the Recipes”
Laundromats and Small Debts
Whenever I do laundry, I think back to the lessons I learned in the laundromats. The lessons gifted me by Black women. They taught me to shake out my towels and jeans. (You do want your clothes to dry, don’t you, honey?) And to keep an eye out for recently vacated dryers. (Use their heatContinue reading “Laundromats and Small Debts”
