wrappings
When you were born we wrapped you in the cotton blanket supplied by the nurse, stripes of pink and blue contingency for any gender. We swaddled you, like a burrito we said, and they told…
Tag: family
potential
What struck me most about Grace’s storytelling today at the university sponsored festival, and in front of about 200 other people in her session alone, was that she offers surprise. It’s not surprising that she’s…
ten years old
When I turned 40 years old, my dear friend entered my house with his luggage that had just been transported across the country, and as soon as he had set it upon the floor he…
multiples of 13
This is my teenage daughter: Anna turned 13 years old yesterday. In retrospect, this is probably a bigger life crossing for me than it is for her. I have been thinking this for a while,…
7 minutes / 5 nights of terror
Maybe NASA engineers have just never sent their kids to camp. I’m among the large following that’s very excited to see NASA’s latest endeavor to inspire our imagination and learn more about our neighborhood and…
pots and pans
Yesterday we opened a box of pots and pans, shiny and new stainless steel. The lids are glass, so even when the cover is on light still pours in, reflects about and begs us not…
carrying Tycho
In our Intro Honors course, we’re reading The Things They Carried, with the introductory chapter by the same name. In that vignette, soldiers carry the burdens, literal and metaphorical, weighing them down. The heft of…
becoming
Tonight I was watching Grace as she was learning new takedowns, part of martial arts class. Her partner, same purple belt but contrasting long, dark hair to Grace’s short blonde cut, posed in a mirror…
how we met
The other day a local program was interviewing the writer of a book on marriage. I normally scoff at these, as well as other “advice” and “self-help” books on relationships, parenting, or personal fulfillment. Because…