One Nice Thing
On this abysmally wet and dreary day, I find my umbrella only half works. I’m dripping wet as I lug my books for class, my
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On this abysmally wet and dreary day, I find my umbrella only half works. I’m dripping wet as I lug my books for class, my
This morning before church, I have a moment to relax with a cup of coffee at the kitchen table. I put a dollop of whipped
I stand in a museum in Gettysburg. As I enter the room called, “The Gettysburg Address,” I feel more solemn than I expect. A simple
Yesterday, I hydroplane. It’s terrifying. One minute you’re driving along the slick wet road, and the next minute, you’re flying. The tires lose their grip
My student bursts into the classroom. “I’ve lost my paper! I didn’t save it properly and the whole thing is gone!” The exasperation in this
I’m in class, teaching difficult things. We stress, we furrow our brows, and we cramp our fingers around our pens as we engineer new thesis
Today, I attended that Body Combat class that once made me cry. I’m front and center with the petite and perky trainer staring right into
Our acorn stockpile wasn’t such a great idea after all. A few days ago, I learned that acorns contain bitter tannins that interfere with a
My shoes look a lot like this: brown, basic, sensible, sturdy. No heel. Are you surprised? I’m the same woman who wore flip-flops
I’ve been walking a lot lately. This morning I woke up thinking about a quote from Oliver Wendall Holmes: Walking, then, is a perpetual