What Does the Narrator Want
There are certain times in life that feel like dividing lines etched into a window to your psyche. Natural confluences of moments that come together to make you contemplate the “what next” of it all.
Parenting
Where is the “Safe” in “Safely Reopening Schools”
The North Carolina General Assembly recently created (and look likely to pass) SB37, “In-Person Learning Choice for Families.”
The Future Is Not Now and Maybe I’m Ok With That
The last few years have been a long-distance marathon away from a pick-your-poison selection of darknesses. The state of being me felt unrelenting and impossible to bear — In my mind, I was not running towards anything better, I was just running away. I was plumb out of fight, so all that was left was a panicked flight to keep the shadows behind me — hard to do when you’re not necessarily setting the sun as your destination.
The Flu, Values, and the Belated Utilization of Therapy
This past week has tested the resolve of my Wellbutrin. The flu came to visit and got each of us in turn. Lorelei was patient zero — we all had flu shots months ago and got Tamiflu quickly after I took her in for a flu test, so it was overall not as bad as it could have been.
“The Feeling that it’s all a lot of Oysters, but no Pearls”
I’m told there are about 8 inches of snow on the ground in Durham right now. The view from my window suggests it may be true. I can’t verify it, because I’m squeezed into a hospital bed with Rowan.
The Uninvited Lesson of Preeclampsia
I found this essay yesterday while searching for something else. Since today is the fourth anniversary of Rachael’s stroke, it seemed apropos to share it here this morning.
Allergy Testing, Renegade Mothering, and a Confession
Every year around Easter, Peeps start showing up in stores and everyone is like, “OMG they are so nasty!” and you realize that nobody over the age of 12 enjoys them. I always laugh and say, “Oh yeah, I can eat like one a year. Same for Cadbury Cream Eggs!”