“Why I’m Quitting This Group and What You Need to Change,” the subject line reads. It’s a post on the forums of an organization where I’m a member. I can see there are already 40 replies.
I probably shouldn’t smile, but I do. I already know before I click into the post what it’s going to say, » Read more
A few days ago, I posted about my elderly cat, who recently fell ill. After a round of lab work, he was newly diagnosed with diabetes and admitted to the animal hospital.
It wasn’t easy to do, driving away, leaving him behind. Just like any time that I have to get him seen, » Read more
I’ve always hated waiting for news. Especially when things are up in the air, and it could honestly go one way or the other.
I honestly preferring hearing the bad news to the waiting. Because at least when I’ve heard the bad news, then I know. And I can start processing it. Start coping. » Read more
I don’t know what was up with people last week. Seriously.
I’m a very patient person, generally speaking. Even keel. A lot just rolls off my back. I try not to let things get to me.
But every now and then, there are these weeks when it seems like there’s a hidden theme. » Read more
As regular readers know, I love when new terms pop into existence. I’m not the person who sighs, screws up my face, and asks, “Ugh, do we need another label?’
Nope. It “not me.” Absolutely, positively, 100% not me.
I’m the person who sits up a little straighter in their seat and goes, » Read more
It was a simpler time, once upon a time.
I can still remember believing that most people were reasonable, open-minded. I can remember assuming that people cared about other people.
I didn’t realize back then that empathy wasn’t universal. That life had a way of hardening us to the pains of other people. » Read more
Today I learned that if you’re wearing a face mask and dark sunglasses no one can tell you’re crying.
Not that I ran into that many people when I was out. And not that I spent very much time with them at all when we did, everyone (rightly) keeping our distance as covid-19 ravages Texas. » Read more
Growing up, I was the kid with the messy desk. The one that looked like it was spewing paper everywhere. My backpack was a snarl of random accoutrements. My room wasn’t any better.
It drove my neatnik mom crazy. Because it always looked wrong to her. Like chaos personified. It was the wrong way to be. » Read more
“The previously unloved may find it hard to believe that they are now loved; that is such a miracle, they feel; such a miracle.”
-Alexander McCall Smith (The Good Husband of Zebra Drive)
There are moments even now, a decade into knowing you, that I expect to wake up alone. » Read more
“Do whatever you have to in order to get to college. Because that’s your golden ticket. Education.”
In the pitches our parents gave, it looked an awful lot like the fast track to success. Graduate college. Get handed a good job. Buy a house young. Be able to have a bunch of kids and provide well for them in turn. » Read more