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mr. snake is my friend

mr. snake is my friend

Cleaning out the car is just one of the many opportunities during the novel COVID-19. Ridding the trunk of the sleeping bag, stashed in the trunk corner for an emergency, an extra crockpot for who knows what, empty granola bar wrappers during the after-school feeding...
i choose grace for myself

i choose grace for myself

It’s been 35 days.  I’m officially a master at Zoom meetings and Google Hangouts.  No longer do I reserve carry-out for special nights.  Movie night, a once sacred family occasion, is now commonplace after dinner each night.  Strange, yet, beautiful things...
pink lipstick is our new normal

pink lipstick is our new normal

We welcome our first day of social distancing and online learning with warm pajamas, mugs of vanilla steamers, and a sparkler-like excitement about all the newness that surrounded us.  Chromebooks position themselves in a row at our long, wood kitchen table.  Sissy...
remember how to play

remember how to play

In the middle of the week, on a typical school morning, a small surprise awaited me outside:  snow.  Small hills cascaded over the birdbath and tree stump in our backyard.  Our street, normally separating us from the neighbors, was now covered in a thick,...
finding joy

finding joy

At the beginning of 2019 I made a commitment with myself that I would give to the world and my community in service, and not out of servitude.  What does this mean?  To me it means, doing what fills UP my bucket rather than what is required of me by social norms,...