I’m thinking about letting my gray grow. I know this doesn’t sound like an earth-moving decision, but the question has deeper roots in how I see myself. I don’t “feel” like a gray-haired person, so I haven’t liked seeing the silver strands framing my face when I let it lapse between color rinses. I honestly don’t even … Continue reading Going GRAYcefully?
On Physics and Fear
Our next door neighbor is learning to play guitar. I know this because his open screen door wasn’t far from our open bedroom window at nine o’clock last night. As he worked his way through the opening chords of “Smoke on the Water” (over and over and over and over and over) I consoled myself … Continue reading On Physics and Fear
Advice from a Polyglot
Yesterday I asked my co-worker Shawky where he's from. He was born in Cairo, he answered, and grew up in Greece---and he used to work on ships, visiting 89 countries and acquiring six languages. Apparently Home Depot doesn't have an "I speak Romanian" badge, because that's the only one he's missing. I joked that he probably … Continue reading Advice from a Polyglot
Mother’s Day, By the Numbers
A recent Gallup poll asked Americans what they think is "the ideal number of children for a family to have" and found Americans, on average, believe that 2.5 children are ideal. ~ Gallup.com I'm sure this quote intends to say that the averaged number, gathered from responses, is 2.5, not that people actually believe "2.5 … Continue reading Mother’s Day, By the Numbers
Legos—Did You Know?
As a parent, Legos were my least favorite toys to step on barefoot. Did you know that a Lego can withstand over 4,000 Newtons of force? That's why the Lego always wins when you step on it. But that's really the only drawback to Legos. (Well, that and the price of Legos these days---it's nearly as … Continue reading Legos—Did You Know?
Mommying, the Way It Is
This one is a painful topic. I lost custody of my kids seventeen months ago. Having weathered (Sober) the death of a spouse, the infidelity of another, the unplanned arrival (and subsequent adoption) of a late-life baby, and a host of medical problems, I let my guard down when my life finally looked like smooth sailing---and I … Continue reading Mommying, the Way It Is
Taking Off the Training Wheels (in Prayer)
When we were motorcycle-shopping, Jon jokingly threatened to buy me a bike with training wheels---though he then reassured me that he wouldn't humiliate me like that. I think the issue goes deeper than avoiding humiliation, though---what I need most is to build the gut-level confidence that the bike will, indeed, stay upright even without Jon … Continue reading Taking Off the Training Wheels (in Prayer)
Kana's Chronicles 