Sometimes it feels like so many things happen in the seven or eight days between these posts I can’t decide what to write. It’s a Combat Paper/Warrior Writers week and I’ve been swimming in so much love and community–lots of affirmations and old jokes and new jokes, old friends and new ones. I was in Logan, Ohio for…
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Did you ever take chemistry? I did. I worked really hard at it, and got really good at it. I felt so incredibly satisfied when I overcame the I can’t do this and it clicked in my head and made sense. Equation after equation, I understood it all–even helped other people with it. And as it…
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Erica Jong writes, in Fear of Flying: “You don’t have to beat a woman if you can guilt her.” I have repeated this quote at least three times in the past two days. I have said it in other ways too–in apologetic emails that I’ve replied to later than I’d like, in the way my breath…
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A few weeks ago, I watched my son fly down a hill on his scooter, one leg hovering, smiling wide from a really deep place. That can’t-contain-this-joy sort of smile. Watching him, I remembered so clearly in my body and heart the feeling of riding down this one particular hill on my bike in the neighborhood I…
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This week I celebrated sixteen years of motherhood. My son and I spent a few days together, traveling in California, eating sandwiches in the car, making up jokes, circling around in conversation to the same things and taking selfies in stupid places (my idea, always my idea). As we were driving and singing along, the Pacific Ocean…
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