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, becca December 3, 2017

Loneliness and Aloneness and The Difference

Why is it, do you think, that when I’m by myself, I never feel sad or lonely or disenfranchised? Why is it that I regularly feel each, every, all of those things when I’m with people? Am I broken? Isn’t loneliness supposed to come when we’re by ourselves? Isn’t company supposed to assuage that feeling?
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becca December 1, 2017

How’s the weather?

Here we are in the Frozen Mountaintops and it’s the beginning of December and kids are grouching because there’s no snow. Let me make my position on this lack of snow clear: I don’t mind. At all. Not even a little. But there are kids out there, running through the halls of this school in
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, becca December 1, 2017

December

It’s here. I’ve been waiting for WEEKS for this. November was not my favorite thing. There’s not a giant reason that it’s so, but it’s so. And there’s not a specific Wonderfulness I’m looking forward to this month, although I love Christmas and its attendant break from school. Mostly today I love December because it’s
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becca October 17, 2017

Yesterday, and Today

Yesterday I woke up a few minutes before my 5:00 a.m. alarm chirped. And for the first time in many months, I awoke not feeling anxious. It was lovely. And it’s not like I had some great plan for how to make the school day go–I had nothing. But I had nothing plus peace. And
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becca September 15, 2017

Spoiling

It’s my birthday. I love my birthday. I’m getting all kinds of spoiled. My desk is currently covered with peanut butter M&Ms, Werther’s caramel popcorn, pink frosted cookies, Diet Dr. Pepper, and pie. That equals a pretty good day.
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, , becca August 22, 2017

First Day

It’s happening again — the first day of school. I’ve felt more dread and fear in the last two weeks than ever before in either the four years I have taught or the three years before that when I worked as a sub. Weird. Nothing really has changed (except for all the humans, pretty much),
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becca July 25, 2017

Moseying

When I take a walk in the summer mornings, I bust my way up the mountain for a couple of miles, then I hustle down it again. 10,000 steps, bam. It’s beautiful. It’s quick. It’s virtuous, don’t you know. When my guy comes with me? We mosey. 10,000 steps together takes much longer. We linger.
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, becca July 24, 2017

Working

I was talking to a friend the other day and she was telling me something about one of her kids that caused her to roll her eyes (with a smile) and say, “he’s just not that kind of worker.” She meant that there was a particular job to be done, and she knew that job
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