The Joy of Home

Maria met us at the back gate. She wore a sheer purple tunic over her bathing suit and in her hand was a glass with what looked like coca cola in it. The midafternoon heat was sweltering, and a cold soft drink sounded amazing, but she didn’t offer and I didn’t ask. We shook hands,... Continue Reading →

the only way out is through

It was early May, and I was in the car on the way home from work.  When you work in a school, May is perhaps one of the busiest times of year, and it is also a time of celebration.  May means final exams, yes. But it also means prom, awards ceremonies, and graduation. As... Continue Reading →

Inspiration from others, 2

From The hand that first held mine, by Maggie O'Farrell The women we become after children. We change shape, we buy low-heeled shoes, we cut off our long hair.  We begin to carry in our bags half-eaten rusks, a small tractor, a shred of beloved fabric, a plastic doll.  We lose muscle tone, sleep, reason,... Continue Reading →

Inspiration from others, 1

Many of us crucify ourselves between two thieves - regret for the past and fear of the future.  - Fulton Oursler The only way out is through. - Various If you only do what you can do, you will never be more than you are now. - Master Shifu (Kung Fu Panda) Well done is... Continue Reading →

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