She Matters
Susan approached me cautiously at first. She was a brand new mother, finding her boundaries and striving for balance. She was brave and bold and confident. Wicked smart and self-possessed. In...
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Reading is thinking. As a bonafide reading evangelist, I preach this notion to my students, exclaim it in delight to my boys, and revel in the magic that comes when your reading life and the concerns...
View ArticleWhose house is it, anyway?
First things first. I never ever ever ever ever ever ever wanted to build a house. EVER. EVER. EVER. When I was a kid, my parents built a house. They sold this idea to my sister and me as an...
View ArticleBarbara and Me
You know that game where you can choose three people, living or dead, famous or not, to invite to your simply fabulous dinner party? It is ridiculous how much pleasure I derive from this exercise. I...
View ArticleClawing My Way to Calm
Art intersects life again and again and again. I am in the midst of a very long bittersweet season. The beautiful and the brutal. Births and deaths and sickness and health. It has been long. I feel as...
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