It’s been a long day. I’ve been telling myself we’ll make it to bedtime with everyone’s sanity and hearts intact. I’ve been telling myself we’re doing great and it’s ok to be a little tuckered out. I’ve been telling myself I’m just a little tense with the old nerves, it’s been a long day, you…
Sometimes I hate the necessity of what hurts us. I dislike the fact that I care too deeply or that I’m moved too easily by what others consider the little things. Last night I talked to a student of mine and she said she gets over things quickly because she knows it’s just a mind thing. And I feel envy for those who can sum…
I am going to go to sleep in a few minutes thinking about all the ways I could’ve done it differently. I’ll think of the student I should have spent one more minute acknowledging; of the teacher who made me laugh from the pit of my stomach until I felt foolish and quieted down; of the sister who, in meaning the world, has become an…
I love today for its simplicity. It starts with waking up free of obligations, no one but myself to rush for. I skype with my mom and two of my sisters. I miss them over there, but it’s a good missing, not so sad as much as it fills me with love and hopeful expectation. I make lunch–barbecue chicken and corn/cilantro salad–and enjoy it sitting…
When I read a book, I tend to break its spine. By the time the last sentence is read, the cover is a little worn and the pages a tad more tattered. When I read Gone With the Wind last month, I ripped the book into two pieces because it was just too big to carry the whole thing around. When I finished The Girl…
Do justice. Love kindness. Walk humbly.
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