“It is a huge danger to pretend that awful things do not happen. But you need enough hope to keep going. I am trying to make hope. Flowers grow out of darkness.” - Corita Kent ​There’s nothing unusual...

“I guess that’s why they call it the blues, Time on my hands could be time spent with you…” -Elton John This song has always made me laugh, because in my normal life, having time on my hands with no...

​ “Don’t write about anything you haven’t processed first,” says Megan Macedo, our writing guru. Twenty-one days ago, when I began this blog challenge with Megan, I thought that picking "Processing" as...

​When I was pregnant, sometimes the nine months seemed to drag on interminably. Would this ever end? Would I ever be able to go more than an hour without needing to pee again? What was my life going to...

We were the Arts Department Nerds. Most of us considered ourselves completely un-cool unless we were on stage. We were the singers of songs, the players of melodies, the builders of sets. We knew all...

​Every day when I would get off the school bus, my mother would be waiting for me in the kitchen with a cup of tea and some cookies. We’d sit down together, drink our tea, and talk about our day. This...

“Here comes the teacher’s pet! Always has the right answer! Look at her with those glasses. Hey, how’s it feel to have the whole class hate you?” It felt awful, frankly. My fourth-grade homeroom was...

I grew up in a household of strong women, and my mother encouraged me to do anything I wanted to – not to limit my career by gender. She was fairly disappointed when I decided to become a teacher. She...

​“I got a letter from Marie.” “Oh, how is she doing?” “Well, she and The Doctor are headed off on some cruise again.” Growing up, my great-aunt Marie was a shadowy, mysterious glamour figure in my life....

A good friend left me a comment on my blog post the other day. She said, “Your writing is all about loss and resilience.” I was delighted to feel so “seen.” Not only was that a lovely compliment, it is...