I’m over it.
I mean, it’s been almost two years. Our lives have been pushed, pulled, ruled, and designed by Covid. And I’m […]
wounded
My boy who is a grown-up 18-year old started a new job yesterday at noon. When I arrived home from
singing in the morning, singing in the evening
I feel this idea in the deep parts of my soul. Once upon a time I was much more likely
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That need to be needed
It’s a real thing for me — the desire to be necessary. I want people to need my input, to
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… And here we are
Almost two years into the Covid-19 pandemic, and I’ve just done my first spit test. Which I got when I
It snows.
I’m in the faculty room, and in about 5 minutes, these frosty, damp, uncomfortable tables will be filled with kids.
Let’s Do the stuff
In my first class today, a kid who now sits in the back maintained a pretty steady eye contact the
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It hurts
I’m thinking today about pain. Not mine. I’m currently feeling well and strong. I’m thinking about how, sometimes, pain seems
School’s Back
But only for adults, today. We have meetings and trainings and business to do, both today and tomorrow. I am
Is this irony?
I’m super good at sleeping. It’s probably my best talent. But somehow lately, especially over this Christmas break, I have