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I’ve never worked in kintsugi gold, but I’ve begun enjoying the other kinds of repairs that I do manage to do. Repairs feel like a form of care for the things that go with me through my days. On the bookshelf, a Joy of Cooking cookbook I inherited from my grandmother has its cracked spine reinforced with... Continue Reading →
Does the vividness of memory ever surprise you? It does me. I remember a day as a student when I joined some classmates in waving scarves of every color as we danced barefoot down the grey, marble-floored hallways of our seminary. A drummer walked with us, and a group of people followed. I think it... Continue Reading →
I remember lying on my back, looking up through tree branches. Leaves crunched under me, and my new mountain bike lay on top of me. It was not a promising beginning. In fact, it was a broken rib. Painful as the injury felt, I actually found it a bit comforting. This fracture gave me a... Continue Reading →
"I feel like I've been doing a lot of waiting lately. Maybe you've felt something like that, too. For one thing, I'm waiting for the pandemic to end. I know I'm not alone in that. We're waiting for days when friends can gather without a second thought. We're waiting to get safely back to work... Continue Reading →
If you were to choose a word to describe the year ahead of you, what would it be? Many of us are in the habit of looking ahead as a new year approaches. Gym membership discounts, diet plans, new year’s resolutions – there’s an assumption that it’s valuable to make choices about a new year... Continue Reading →
Shaking it up, changing scenes, doing a new thing – it’s energizing. It can also be draining. Stepping away from normal routines is a form of disruption, after all, and disruptions often cause extra work. I tried doing some new things this summer, and it most certainly took extra work. Vacation time gave me a precious... Continue Reading →
Callie J. Smith 