Permission to Take a Break
I’m driving by news vans and reporters, and in the midst of more frenzy, this town feels so tired. My students slump over their
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I’m driving by news vans and reporters, and in the midst of more frenzy, this town feels so tired. My students slump over their
My husband calls me over to the Weeping Cherry because a bright red cardinal hides within its branches. He flies away before I see him.
I’m sloshing through this rainy Tuesday in my yellow boots. I carry an enormous blue and white umbrella–big enough to cover at least 5 people.
I’m packing a shoebox for Operation Christmas Child to send to a child I’ll never see and never meet. I tell my daughters to imagine
I watch with my own eyes how two rival teams come together midfield, kneel, and pray for several minutes while fans watch on in tears.
I’m volunteering in my daughter’s classroom today. Surrounded by flowers, magnifying glasses, and scissors, I’m told I should let the children observe, draw, and then
This morning, the neighborhood children call me over to a huge, gaping hole in the earth. Construction workers have dug down so deep, you can