I was brushing my hair on Tuesday and I noticed a plethora of silver hairs sprouting out like a tiara. I got so excited. It felt cheeky. See, my youthful fatalism had led me to believe I’d never grow old, we’d never survive that long. Some of y’all know what I mean— growing up withContinue reading “Silver Millennial”
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Early powerless morning
Kidlet woke up early today (unlike during the school week) and asked for my help turning on lights because she’s scared of the dark. “No, I’m scared of DEATH, who *waits* in the dark.” Dude. Okay. She’s seven (?!). But then we turn on the lights and they’re on then they’re OFF and out. SheContinue reading “Early powerless morning”
Tiny Mushroom
A mushroom grows out of the railing of my deck. Tiny, insignificant, complete. I envy its defiance, its confidence, it knows It is a mushroom and will grow where it can.
Rough few days/What I’d Tell My Daughter
It’s been a rough few days. And I’m proud of myself. I haven’t succumbed to the sinkhole of self-pity (though I’ve certainly dipped my toe into the pond of self-righteousness). I’m able, for now, to maintain perspective. And that is new. In my process of breaking out of the binary, I’m beginning to recognize moreContinue reading “Rough few days/What I’d Tell My Daughter”
Proud Mama
Bean is old enough now that she’s paying attention to our conversations. Last night I was talking to my spouse about bad headlines. Specifically, the headlines surrounding SCOTUS’ recent decision to keep T****’s Title 42 in place, effectively closing the border to asylum seekers. Some context—my grandfather was a newspaperman and he was always veryContinue reading “Proud Mama”
Pep Talk
When I need a pep talk I cue up Oprah’s Golden Globes acceptance speech for her Cecil B deMille award. (Here: Today a fabulous highlight reel played in my memories, including Oprah’s speech. But today I noticed Alfred Molina’s face while listening to her. And it was so absolutely beautiful. It gave me the HUGESTContinue reading “Pep Talk”
Merry Chaos: Holidays with Spirited Littles
Here are my two cents, take them or leave them like the pennies at the checkout counter. Let GO. For real. Do LESS. Waaaay less. My spirited is in first grade and this year boy is it something. All the magic plus more awareness, it’s a beautiful thing. It’s also A LOT. She wakes upContinue reading “Merry Chaos: Holidays with Spirited Littles”
December Blues
I think it’s an exceptionally difficult time to be a human. People are really struggling. We were running on empty before, then emergency reserves, then fumes and now? Who knows how we keep going. In the face of corruption and greed and violence. In the face of planetary destruction and no response by the powersContinue reading “December Blues”
December Blues
I think it’s an exceptionally difficult time to be a human. People are really struggling. We were running on empty before, then emergency reserves, then fumes and now? Who knows how we keep going. In the face of corruption and greed and violence. In the face of planetary destruction and no response by the powersContinue reading “December Blues”
Advent in the 2020s
One of the strange and wonderful things about aging is realizing which traditions you want to hold on to and which ones you can release. Lighting the advent candles is something I’ve held onto. Hope is such a strong, gritty, determined thing. And more light and warmth is almost always a good thing. After allContinue reading “Advent in the 2020s”
Pretty Good Ugly 