A generation leaving TW: Getting older, death and dying I attended my godmother’s funeral last weekend. I’d known her, well, since birth, but haven’t really been in touch for many years. A “coulda, shoulda, woulda” situation. Hearing that she died and attending her funeral in the same Catholic church where…

The new school year begins soon. Two weeks from tomorrow is the first day of school. Well, the first day with students. We teachers go back the week before. Honestly, I’m feeling a bit anxious about it. Last year was pretty good. I started at a new school where there’s…

Bins of memories. My husband and I will be moving in a few (two? three? maybe?) years. Time enough for him to retire with all that he wants, for Youngest Child to graduate from college and have home close by in the meantime until he figures out what comes next…

When Spirit gives you what you need. I meet with a development group on Zoom once a week. It’s wonderful. I love it. Everyone is warm, supportive, and honest. It’s a safe space, a place to grow, and I look forward to it every week. Last night was particularly intense…

People watching and anticipation at its best. I went to the airport today. I wasn’t going anywhere, didn’t have a flight, wasn’t meeting anyone, or picking anyone up. I just wanted to be at the airport. My home airport, Detroit Metro (DTW), has a Destination Pass program. You have to…

It’s not lazy to do what you need to do. I had Friday and Monday off work for Memorial Day this year. Lucky, I know. Don’t worry, I paid my dues working holiday weekends for many years, those of you who like to keep track of such things. I know…

A rare and lovely five minutes The Tower of London has always drawn me in. I don’t remember when I first read about it, but I’ve been lowkey obsessed for as long as I can remember, an unexplainable connection. Residual generational memories, perhaps? A few years back, I discovered that…

The journey to keeping work at work For most of the past three months, I haven’t done much “job” work at home, unlike my previous teaching incarnations. Very few graded papers in the evenings or on the weekends. Very little lesson planning at home. One trip to stock up on…

The crucial scapegoat We’re almost to Easter. I’ve been too busy to properly recognize the season this year, but it’s in my thoughts. My beliefs on Christianity and spirituality in general have also been evolving, so I don’t feel as compelled to “follow the rules” as I used to. Something…