Today was a day of several firsts. It was my daughter’s first day of pre-K. (She had a great day!) It was my first time teaching Art class. That is, … Continue reading Progress.
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Space invaders. (TW: sexual abuse)
Mad. So much mad. Every version of me, from neglected child me to abused teen me to gaslit young adult me to present-day wide awake me, are all white-hot mad. … Continue reading Space invaders. (TW: sexual abuse)
Quasimodo.
Today was one of those days where I felt short-tempered and irritable and emotionally wrung out. I was bitchy at others when I knew that the real source of my … Continue reading Quasimodo.
Dandelions.
I love dandelions. My husband does not. He’s a lawn mowing enthusiast and, to him, dandelions are nothing more than pesky weeds that warrant expedient removal. He tells me they’re … Continue reading Dandelions.
Permanent ink.
I had intended this evening to write a relatively simple post about my experience today with getting my very first tattoo. However, more important material presented itself. We’ll see if … Continue reading Permanent ink.
Batya.
One of my favorite things about teaching is, ironically, learning. More specifically, I love teaching in a Jewish elementary school because I frequently learn new things or come across new … Continue reading Batya.
Belly of the Beast, encore edition.
Lots of lessons were learned the hard way on Monday this week. Or, if not learned anew, certainly refreshed. Lesson #1: I can do hard things, but, I don’t always … Continue reading Belly of the Beast, encore edition.
Part of every journey is the end.
It may seem odd to start off the new year with a blog post about an end, when everyone is focusing more on beginnings, but it’s taken me this long … Continue reading Part of every journey is the end.
Fortitude.
People write a lot these days about leaning into your feelings. About how it’s okay to not be okay. About how finally, finally, we’re all starting to get in touch … Continue reading Fortitude.
Belly of the beast.
As if I needed any more proof that I can do hard things – I returned to the belly of the beast this weekend. (I guess a refresher course is … Continue reading Belly of the beast.
Journeys in the Dark 