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the moments I choose today
Momma, on the phone, sounds tired and overwhelmed, but still picks up when I call because she knows we need to touch base for sanity’s sake. And to share that three out of the five siblings who visited this weekend have fevers and bad coughs. My chest tightens a notch. Student J, noticing I’m running…
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unravel
What I realize today, this morning, is that the struggle of this year has been the way in which it all continuously unravels. Think of a beautiful rug or tapestry or canvas art you have worked hard to create. It has required dreaming and imagining, re-envisioning, and effort. It has taken tears and sweat and…
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giving…thanks?
I have a hard time with Thanksgiving. The holiday. The celebration. The traditions and the expectations set up around this day. Same day every year, no matter the date, no matter the circumstance, always the fourth Thursday of November. My year follows the same pattern, typically, and I usually consider a year as starting in…