I do not read the newspaper. I do not watch TV. I do not read news online. Literally, I live in a bubble whose only news inputs are my google reader and my twitter feed. I heard about both the Japanese earthquake and William and Kate’s engagement on twitter. I smile whenever I read about [...]
Once in a while someone hears that I have a blog, and asks, “What is your blog about?” I begin to stutter and blabber. I have no idea how to express what this blog is about. I stammer through an inarticulate answer that manages to be both wordy and insufficient. It’s never less than an [...]
“You’re kind of funny,” Matt said to me the other night, “And hardly anybody knows that about you.” I looked down the stairs to see that he was grinning up at me, laughing at some crack I’d just made. I don’t even remember what it was. But the moment made me think of how frequently [...]
Yesterday afternoon Grace asked me to play American Girl dolls with her. I told her I couldn’t right that minute, but that we could before bed if she wanted to, though she’d have to forgo TV. No problem, she enthused. Later, as we were playing, she mentioned that most of her friends at school don’t [...]
I didn’t have the best Easter I’ve ever had. On Saturday afternoon I began feeling sick, a nausea that intermittently escalated and ebbed. By 7 I was in bed with a fever, trying hard not to throw up. Sunday I woke up feeling somewhat better, though I remained vaguely carsick all day long. This made [...]
I often find words – lyrics, snatches of poems, quotes – rising to my thoughts, unbidden. There’s also an external component – songs that come on the radio seemingly all the time, a book I keep reading about, etc. In both cases, I think that these messages are real, from our subconcious or the universe [...]
When I ran cross-country, in high school, I’d invariably have so much energy at the end that I’d sprint the last half mile. Or do a cartwheel or two towards the finish line. My coach, understandably, was not enormously fond of this behavior, and urged me to run faster earlier on because I obviously could. [...]
I’ve written before of how I love this passage from the Velveteen Rabbit. Of how it makes me cry. It is true, isn’t it: it takes a long time to become who we are, to grow into ourselves, to learn to inhabit every inch of our spirits, to become Real. This has obviously been on [...]
This is the wall behind my desk. My office is a tiny garret room on our third floor, and I adore it. The desk, which takes up half the room, is a big slab of wood, an old kitchen table that came from Matt’s family’s house years ago. I look at a bulletin board with [...]
One day last week I changed the school drop off routine a little. Whit walked halfway across campus with us and then waited, sitting on the bottom step of a building in the middle, while I took Grace the rest of the way. She whined a little about this change (Whit didn’t join us at [...]
