21 in 21

Inspired by Tina Boogren’s Self-Care for Educators’ challenge, here is my 21 in 21. Not a list of resolutions, but of things that give me something to look forward to and help me to realize #10 before the ball even drops: 04 two toilets under one roof 05 refi at a 1.99% for 15 years…

Someday

Even as I sit to write, the words have been replaced, erased, displaced by lyrics. Can you hear it? The very spirit Of our trading chartered, begged and bartered, early slaughtered founding father? My daughter her eyes would roll, she’d scroll on by, not even bother. But these words, they’d keep on ringing without hesitation…

It’s What We Do

“I think you should sleep on it,” my husband told me last Friday. I was holding my phone up so he could read the draft of a post that went something like this: I wasn’t sure how I felt about having these ideas. On a Friday. In April. With two months to go. It had…

Just Three

We stood at the counter this morning, two coffee cups clutched over an unexpected break in the morning. Contrast this to the first day when you tried to stay quiet while you got ready to leave the house, tried to get my attention so I’d know you were headed out the door, and left with…

City Drive

I log out of the final chat of the day. I feel full to bursting, close to tears. I can’t name this. Don’t know what this is. Don’t even want to try. But I have a hunch what might work. It’s what has worked for more than twenty years. I grab my keys, my wallet,…

Sprained Slice

“What should we do today?” Mom asked just after noon. “Go for a drive? Go to the track and throw the football around?” No, I think, don’t leave us here. The past couple of times they’ve left, they’ve put us outside. I hate being outside without them. “No, I want to just stay here.” Cam…

Sinking In

Intensity rising to a peak at the end of lap two, sweat breaks like a clean fever, burning both my lungs and legs. On little stick legs, finches flock by the pairs into the puddles, until, braving the height, they flit to a perch atop the Suburban and slide down the back window before taking…

Cahoots

Laughter comes from the room opposite the seat where I sit. A ball bounces out the open door. My music makes it hard to know what they are saying to each other, but I can tell they are smiling. From here, I can see her driving his wooden gear-constructed tow truck – a stocking stuffer…

Talking Heads

We are all getting (or going to get) used to seeing ourselves on camera or finding ways to avoid seeing ourselves on camera. We record our lessons and read alouds, log in to Meet or Zoom for virtual meetings, and even video chat with people we would normally share space with. All the while, we…

Skills: Interactive (Now Virtual) Writing

It was the day for my “I do” lesson in kindergarten as part of my commitment to get to know our EL Education Skills curriculum better. It was also the last day of school for who knew (who knows) how long. We had gotten the call the night before that today would be our last…