Traveling the World Through Others
As I straightened up the kitchen this morning, I started singing Cat Steven’s Father and Son song. It’s such a beautiful song from a son to his father. Though sad, it’s message is clear: the son has learned much from his father, but he feels his father doesn’t understand him. He feels like his father…
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My son and I have been running nightly for the last week. He’s much faster than I am, so we walk to our starting spot and then he takes off. I jog casually behind him until he is done. After he runs his distance at his own pace, he turns around to meet me and…
Read MoreAs a teacher, I have encountered every kind of parent. There have been helicopter parents, complacent parents, uninvolved parents, lawn mower parents, and I have never really settled on what kind of a parent I am. My son and husband have often said that I am too involved and I need to back off. My…
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Today we went for a six and a half mile walk. We needed to get out and there is a park right near us, so we hopped in the car. Even though many of the trees are still bare, I found the surrounding setting soothing. It was chilly out, much colder than the last few…
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“All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers.” Mitch Albom Family is so important. I don’t think I always believed this. When I was growing up, my family wasn’t very healthy, so I brushed aside the need for them. My friends took the place…
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A few weeks ago, Tom our family’s tortoise, fell ill. It happened so quickly. One day he seemed happy, and the next day he seemed like a complete goner. He was not eating. He could barely pick up his head. His eyes were almost perpetually closed. I prepared Jonah for the worst. He was unfazed. …
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Yesterday was our annual holiday trip to New York City. I like to take the boys into the city every once and awhile because the fact that they are being raised in the burbs unnerves me. I grew up taking the train and the bus. I was able to use the subway and navigate my…
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Brothers Once upon a time there were three Brothers… A girl separated them People would ask if the “only girl” was treated like a princess and the family would snort and laugh “no” the three Brothers the three Brothers the three Brothers were so special each unique in his own way For the Father thought…
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Mother Leaving Left Gone Couldn’t handle the pain Out Broken Lifted Just too far gone Packed Ready Floating Nothing could make you stay Empty Distance Choice Not even Me
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The Wandering Empath 