There are days that I feel like a little Indian girl posing as Atlas. The weight of the world rests on my scrawny shoulders, causing me to slump and touch my chin to my chest in agony as I exhale. It is on these days that I should avoid the news and even looking at the faces of … [Read more...] about Too Much Bad News
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Change. One Man at a Time
There are heroes among us. And they don't wear capes. Meet Narayanan Krishnan. Click up on that link and watch the video. It will should change your life. I'll wait. <<Insert on-hold muzak here.>> I know two men just like him. Jimmy and Hugh. If there … [Read more...] about Change. One Man at a Time
There Never Seems to be Enough Time…
When my babies were tiny, I used to spend hours gazing at their slumbering faces. Little nostrils flaring, breath setting a hypnotic beat, eyes twitching in dreamland, itty bitty fingers swatting away invisible itches on a scrunched up nose. Their little faces contorted this … [Read more...] about There Never Seems to be Enough Time…
Every Christmas I Celebrate Someone Other Than Jesus
She was 16 teetering on 17 when I met her. She was shy, more an observer than a doer. Her mother talked garrulously while her little brother flipped through Encyclopedia Brown books and her older brother bopped his head to some rock n roll drowning out the clickety clack white … [Read more...] about Every Christmas I Celebrate Someone Other Than Jesus
A Culture of Kindness
Kindness. Its other monikers might be Grace. Benevolence. Selflessness. Friendliness. Compassion. We teach Kindness to our children through lectures and rants and reactive examples that stem from plugging up a playdate gone bad. There are tomes about how to talk to … [Read more...] about A Culture of Kindness
Beautiful in My Own Skin
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Beauty, like taste, is subjective. Yes, we tell ourselves that with our rationale brains, yet our own psyches make us think differently. Images of Catherine, Sophia, Cindy, Salma, and Jennifer pop up at every turn, taunting us with a … [Read more...] about Beautiful in My Own Skin
Lark, Rescue Dog Extraordinaire
One year ago today, our family grew by leaps and bounds and licks and wags. Lark, half beagle, half corgi, joined our family. He didn't bark for a full two months, and for the first several weeks we had to carry him up the stairs every night. Upon entering our house he slipped … [Read more...] about Lark, Rescue Dog Extraordinaire