Category Archives: My Kids

Mauve Sheets and Almonds

This weekend, George was invited to play in a Mendelssohn octet at the Toledo Museum of Art. I had just moved a state away for my brand new job, and I made the first of what will be many decisions … Continue reading

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Clarity in the Silence

In her “Misfit’s Manifesto,” the brilliant Lidia Yuknavitch states, “I am not the story you made of me.” Narratives are interesting. A different lens, an alternative look, and the story goes in a totally different direction. New eyes, an added … Continue reading

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In the Quiet Spaces

some people when they hear your story. contract. others upon hearing your story, expand. and this is how you know  ~ Nayyirah Waheed   It’s been over seven months since I came out.   Long enough to cry a few … Continue reading

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My No-Trump Vote

There is no room in our White House for a misogynistic bully who degrades and shames and destroys women and who, by example, makes it acceptable for others to do the same. Continue reading

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46

I’m sliding gently into 46 today with coffee and contemplation. My birthday is a time in which I find myself reflective, introspective, even a bit melancholy. Don’t get me wrong… aging doesn’t concern me. I’m learning to love myself and … Continue reading

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Firstborn

It is not a debilitating disease. It is not a death. It is not a permanent loss or a mistake that can never be undone. But sending your firstborn off to college is not nothing. People have often asked us … Continue reading

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When We Were Young

We lived at Chris’s family farm, the three of us. Sam was the 6th generation Willis to inhabit the 100-year-old farmhouse. We tore out old ceilings, built bigger closets, painted every surface that could be prepped and sanded. We sang … Continue reading

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