My mother turns 71 today. I managed to spend most of the day distracted by the fact that it’s her birthday, and the heaviness of all such implications. But it … Continue reading Upside down.
Tag: self-care
The Stuff Process, parts 1 & 2.
One thing I struggled with for many years, as a side effect of cutting contact with my mother, was the fact that I still had a lot of personal property … Continue reading The Stuff Process, parts 1 & 2.
Book shots.
Sometimes I go a few weeks or even a couple months without reading. At other times, I devour a book trilogy in two days, and it makes me want to … Continue reading Book shots.
Now what?
I did it! School is out for summer! Students were done on Wednesday, I had a day of professional development on Thursday and spent today clearing up my classrooms so … Continue reading Now what?
Stumbling to the finish line.
There are two weeks left of this school year in which I have responsibilities to teach, clean out classrooms, conduct conferences, and the like. (Report cards are already written, which … Continue reading Stumbling to the finish line.
To all the motherless women out there…
To all the motherless women Out there, This weekend very well may suck. It may suck from start to finish, Or it may have intermittent suckage, Or it may just … Continue reading To all the motherless women out there…
Dear Diana.
Dear Diana, Who loses herself In empathy for everyone else From the tiniest field mouse To her own abusers, But who holds sympathy For her own lifetime Of pain Like … Continue reading Dear Diana.
From wrecking ball to baseball.
I was on school break last week. Finally, a whole week in which I could intend to do nothing except paint and get my report cards written! (I only ended … Continue reading From wrecking ball to baseball.
Bearing the weight.
For many centuries, there was a historical capital punishment called pressing or crushing, where the accused person would be lain flat and heavy stones or irons would be placed upon … Continue reading Bearing the weight.
Embrace.
Embrace the sad. That’s what my therapist told me today. Embrace the sad. I’m sorry to say that, even after over seven years of therapy and an incredible amount of … Continue reading Embrace.
Journeys in the Dark 