I am writing this post on election day. No numbers have been released yet. All is quiet in Minneapolis, for now. I awoke this morning with an uneasy feeling. The feeling stems from a fear that the divisiveness in the United States will erupt tonight and in the days that follow. For many months, I've thought [...]
When I was a young girl of about six or seven, my dad invited some of his friends over to our home. The couple that visited brought their daughter Hazel Ann with them. Hazel Ann had Down Syndrome. My sister and I were afraid of her. She did not talk, just grunted. She chased us around [...]
My friend, Kimber, said it is better to make a partner or child feel safe than make them feel comfortable. "What is the difference?" I asked. She said, "If someone feels safe, they can be vulnerable. If we strive to only make them comfortable, they never have to be vulnerable."
When Covid first reared its corona capped head, my employer (the school district), sent everyone home with the belief that we would be back in school in a couple of weeks. When it became clear that was not going to happen, they gave all of the paraprofessionals training videos to watch (80+ hours of them!). At [...]
It is time for me to admit I may not write a post every week. There are a variety of reasons: 1. I work full time as a paraprofessional at a high school. 2. My children are all home because of Covid 19, so food shopping and preparing have reached an all-time high. Yes, they should [...]
Housewives of the 1950s and I have a kinship. I have a deep sense of unfulfillment if I do not get to do work beyond caregiving and household management. Friedan's phrase, "Is this all?" echoes in my head as I scour the Target aisles for granola bars with protein.
