A First Aid Kit for the Brokenhearted
Two years ago, I wrote about my daughter’s theory of bike riding. As we took off the training wheels, she said, “Little hills mean little
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Two years ago, I wrote about my daughter’s theory of bike riding. As we took off the training wheels, she said, “Little hills mean little
My husband and I walk in the woods in search of icicles. I’ve always been enchanted by icicles. They possess a strange beauty. Icicle Icicles
Today in class, we consider the claims of several poets regarding beauty. Kahlil Gibran claims that “we live only to discover beauty” as if to
My one-eyed cat, Jack, has found true love. He’s moved from synchronized napping to obvious displays of tender cat affection. He can’t nap without her.
My youngest asks if she can have a pen of her very own. We’re standing in the check-out line of the grocery store, and we
I decide to skim my journals from 1993 till now. Then I reread some blog posts from 2010 till now. This takes all morning, three
I’m walking through campus to my office with my head looking down into the concrete. I’m deep in thought about something I can’t recall. I
The whole family just erupts this morning. We can’t control ourselves! We’re all fighting, and one child cries enormous tears while another screams, “You just
My daughter wants to make real perfume from nature for her science project this year. I’m learning that she wants to discover the essence of
Students arrive to class with earphones deep in their ears. “What are you listening to?” I ask one. “What?” he calls back. I point to