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I thought February was bad. March blew in the novel coronavirus. From the east and the west and up through the middle of the country, it landed, disseminated, and killed. I’m reminded of the language used to describe immigrants to … Continue reading →

somehow every year, each February presents itself as the toughest month. it should be the easiest, as the shortest–though this, the Leap Year, means an extra day–and the month my children came into the world, and the month when spring … Continue reading →

so much focus on the physical and mental improvements I/we need to make, but Joy Harjo reminds me of something deeper, clearer, simpler to tend to: http://www.dailygood.org/story/2447/for-calling-the-spirit-back-from-wandering-the-earth-in-its-human-feet-joy-harjo/ especially this: Call your spirit back. It may be caught in corners and … Continue reading →

It would be the gift of not knowing the curse of addiction/alcoholism. Either in themselves or in their loved ones. I see the pain and worry and fear that come from watching a parent struggle. I know that pain and … Continue reading →

I dreamed that I visited the vet, Sharon, about my medical condition. Although she didn’t address my concern, which I don’t remember (of course), she mentioned that I had an issue with the soft tissue beneath my chin. She proposed … Continue reading →

I took two days off: catching up on sleep, dreaming, trying to figure out what I can write about. Today, another Monday, I don’t really have anything. Lots of details I could share about my physical health…but I don’t feel … Continue reading →

The Chronicle of HE yesterday described a university that was struggling with morale. The university hired Disney to teach employees how to feel better about themselves, how to get along, etc.–more on Disney as consultant later–but what caught my eye … Continue reading →

more on this later, when I have time A woman’s greatest enemy? A lack of time to herself I started this post in July. Not sure why I felt I had so little time then, because I have even less … Continue reading →

My parents take their coffee black; my grandparents did as well. Perhaps it’s a Norwegian thing–stoic Scandinavians drinking undiluted hot drinks. And coffee was not simply a morning beverage. Afternoon, evening, night time. Any time of day invites the question, … Continue reading →

When all of the oxygen gets sucked from a room. A question barely emerges from a student’s mouth before the teacher opens hers, snatches the dangled query, closes, chews, swallows, belches–but no, that analogy doesn’t quite work. Because there is … Continue reading →