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What do you do with too much to do? I remember carrying that question around in my head for quite a while before, one day, a classmate of mine asked our professor how to find her own voice in the…
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Handling the Holes Created by Loss
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…
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Beneath the Loss
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…
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On Mountain Biking and Trying Again
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…
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Waiting is…
“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…
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A Simple Word
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…
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