It Never Gets Old
The new semester begins, and I enter the room to greet a fresh group of students. The magnificent people sitting there fill me with wonder
(my daily blog)
The new semester begins, and I enter the room to greet a fresh group of students. The magnificent people sitting there fill me with wonder
Today, as I put the house back in order from the holidays, I turn up the radio and belt out the song with my horribly
Right about this time of year, my hands inevitably crack and bleed. The knuckles, red and leathery, reveal winter fissures that make me wince. Nearly
This morning, I wake up so sluggish and crabby that I just can’t imagine walking to school with the children. As I slump out the
I’m sitting in the doctor’s office, and the nurse enters to draw my blood to check my thyroid. She’s been practicing phlebotomy for over 10
I’m eating dinner with my six year old, and she announces that she has the world’s best math teacher. For a little girl who has
This morning, I read the quote, “Scratch life anywhere, and you find a witness to the Way.” It’s E. Stanley Jones again, talking about how
I’m starting to think that flaxseed can solve many problems. We’ve decided to use a few teaspoons a day in things like smoothies, sauces, and
I ask my daughter what birthday treat she wants for her classroom, and she reports, “Everybody wants the Hamburger Cupcakes!” I realize now that I’m
I’m driving home from North Carolina, and I see an old restaurant with a dangling sign, half-lit. It says, “Come In! We’re Under New Management!”