Mean people
I am a follower of the church of kindness, the religion of Fred Rogers, and the teachings of Winnie the Pooh.
The nice ones among us, the empathetic ones, we know that you are mean because of a past trauma, or missing breakfast or lapse of judgement or a personality disorder or loneliness.
I’m in love with Instagram
This isn’t an infatuation. It is a long term relationship (4,364 posts and climbing over a 6 year period). Not exactly monogamous because I like Facebook and I highly enjoy Pinterest (I have a thing about the categorizing of deciding what board a pin goes on that is just delightful.) But Instagram. It is a […]
MoreOur Daddy Saves People
This piece is from a writing class assignment. I wrote it in 2017- looking back on the winter of 2008. Sundays were spent on the Redneck Riviera. Kids yelling over the motor, the dogs would jump in as we left the dock for the sandbar. It could be tricky to get out- low tide for […]
MoreMy Birth Story is 22 years Old
Her due date was the 21st of January, but I had a dream earlier in the pregnancy and the date January 19th was circled on a calendar, so I changed the due date. This baby was coming the 19th. Four days past the due date, I woke Chad. “My water broke.” We rechecked the […]
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Visiting the High Museum- Yayoi Kusama exhibit, Infinity Mirrors
Infinity Mirrors is playful, colorful, puzzling, mathematical and enchanting. So many patterns and angles and childlike wonder. Kusama’s work is engaging for all ages and I’m so glad that the kids came with me. The lines are long. I won’t sugar coat it. This show has been sold out in museums all over the country. It […]
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