Usually the ride home would be much needed decompression from a hectic work day. After meeting and deadlines she needed the long drive to calm down. She used this time as a cherished alone time where she prepared to be the best mom and wife she could be leaving behind her work stresses. The ride … Continue reading The Longest Ride Home
When this year began 366 days ago, yes 366, it is a leap year, I had no idea what was in store for myself, my family, our country, our world. This year has changed me. This last day of the year has finally arrived; we have all longed and wished for this last day of … Continue reading 2020 Has Changed Me
wistful holiday décor is no comfort with my senses heightened the hum is deafening the traumatic wait better be triumphant the cold is penetrating my soul heat forcefully blowing on my feet and neck enveloping. A cloudless winter sky, murky, dim blue craggy barren branches clawing numbing anticipation is a discomfort too often am I … Continue reading at its mercy
The biannual ride to the hospital is a refreshing change to my routine. I don’t often travel these roads as they are not part of the route of my daily commute. I am one who likes to change things up once in a while. I’ll drive to the grocery store taking a different set … Continue reading How many more of these rides home must I endure?
“All the world’s a stage and [we] are merely players”. It’s true. Actors are pretending to cry while we hold back our tears. The professional performers imitate all the parts of life that we try not to present to the world: intoxication, envy, jealousy, frustrations of life. We act in our real lives all the … Continue reading “I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano; A stage where every man must play a part, And mine a sad one.” Act I, Scene I “The Merchant of Venice”
In the midst of our current crazy world, I have managed to accomplish a magnificent feat. Homeownership. It was if the stars had aligned. While I had to shift to working from home and not going out to eat or shop much, We were fortunate enough to save a lot of money. No transportation fees. … Continue reading Pinch me
This newly evolved modern school year will definitely be a challenge for this meager modern teacher. I take pride as being a middle aged mom and teacher who can still pass for kind of “with it”. However, 2020 has posed some interesting challenges for motherhood and my teaching career. What will our new school year … Continue reading
The three of them filed one after the other up the rubber coated steps. The sight of the aisle down the middle brought her back to high school when she had to ride the bus. This time, there wasn’t adolescent nervousness about which seat to pick. Their pigtailed daughter led the way and happily bounced … Continue reading The Bus Ride Home
Life has taken a drastic turn. We all sit behind closed doors. Peering out the window at the quiet world outside. No school, no work, no socializing. We can't go out except for emergencies. Gas, groceries, medication. We venture out about once a week. The food hoarder I married has stocked up our freezers and … Continue reading The lone, pale crocus
How do we stay connected in our ever changing, newly transformed quarantined world? I text my sister daily, but now we have fun with emojis and Bitmojis. We share our fears and feelings in a cartoon representations of ourselves. We update each other several times a day and pass on giggles to each other. To … Continue reading Connections in this “new world”
