…I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream…. …one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys [...]
Big Little Wolf has an interesting and thoughtful post up today: Good driver, bad passenger? She prompts introspection about the need for control and the willingness to take charge, which I think are two related but separate impulses. My father has always said that dancing with me is like driving a truck. I am a [...]
My dearly beloved Kelly Diels twittered me last night and asked me to participate in her Help Haiti Blog Challenge. She asks that we all think about how we can contribute, whether it is a service or a good or our time. And yes, yes, yes I say. Last night Matt informed me that he [...]
I’m honored to be hosting a guest post by The Kitchen Witch today. TKW is one of the blogs I read every day, and I have grown to adore her particular combination of humor and wisdom. I love the way she writes about life, often, through the lens of food. And some of her recipes [...]
Light the first light of evening, as in a room, In which we rest, and for small reason think The world imagined is the ultimate good. This is, therefore, the intensest rendezvous. It is in that thought that we collect ourselves, Out of all the indifferences, into one thing: Within a single thing, a single [...]
Last night, as I tucked Whit in, the room was heavy with nostalgia. It was dim, his favorite lullabye was playing, and I curled into his bottom bunk, breathing him in as he lay with his back to me. One week from today he turns five, and this awareness is stitched through every moment of [...]
I hit a new low yesterday. I have been wondering for several days why I have received so few RSVPs for Whit’s birthday party. For the record: not RSVPing is one of my major peeves. But still, this was an even lower turnout than usual. I bumped into a mother I know at school today [...]
This picture is, I’m guessing, the summer of 1977 or 1978. It is two of my godsisters, Acey and Alexandra, and me. Don’t ask me why I am naked. Or why a bowl was used to cut my hair. Or why we are apparently playing with a can of kerosene. Ah, the 70s! Two of [...]
Today dawned bright and cold. Matt is in Asia, so it is just Grace, Whit, and me this weekend. Grace woke me up and then returned to her room to read (okay, fine, play with her new dsi) so I could wake up slowly. Whit slept until 8:30 (possibly a record). Already: delightful. After waffles [...]
This poem was scrolling through my thoughts as I ran yesterday, and as I wrote about the elegaic quality of January’s light. It epitomizes for me the resignation and sadness that inhabit a January day’s 4 o’clock glorious golden light. And, in truth, the resignation and sadness that are inextricably intertwined with life’s great triumphs [...]
