Posted in November 2014

with no apologies

with no apologies

    {image is a very silly selfie of me, Katie, and a very large bag of popcorn before the movie on Saturday}   I sit in the darkened theater next to my girl. Tensions run high as the war in Panem rages onscreen. Katniss runs for her life. On impulse, I reach for Katie’s hand … Continue reading

“we’re both asking for the same thing”

Policemen are saying, “Judge us as individuals. Don’t judge us on that bad encounter you had with a policeman.” On the other side, we’ve got young black men saying, “If I’m walking down the street, judge me based on me, and not what a hundred other guys may have done the day before.” We’re both asking … Continue reading

princess lily

princess lily

First there was THIS. {image is a page from the book Rosita Runs Away} Which brought us to THIS. Which is why we did this .. {The above and the next two images are photos of the set (our kitchen) for Brooke’s play, Rosita Runs Away. In the play, Rosita’s friend, Alina, searches for her on … Continue reading

rosita runs away

rosita runs away

Brooke is putting on a play with her friends this Sunday. A play that she wrote. Brooke, the child who entered school with no imaginary play. The child who we were told could not – might not ever – understand the concept of symbolic play. The one for whom language was and remains a struggle, but for … Continue reading

it’s time. again.

it’s time. again.

** A personal note to my dad – just in case you didn’t get my message, please don’t read what follows. – Jessie {Image is a screenshot of Joan Tarshis on CNN. The banner along the bottom of the screen reads, “Exclusive: Bill Cosby Rape Allegations – Joan Tarshis, “Of course I told no one.”} … Continue reading

play date

play date

{image is the cover of the book, Rosita Runs Away, written and illustrated by Brooke.} – “When’s my play gonna be?” she asked for the hundredth time that day. I didn’t want to admit it, wouldn’t have admitted it, but I was putting off writing the email. I’d tried to convince her to reconsider her … Continue reading

neli

neli

Image is a photo of Neli Latson before his arrest – credit Washington Post He had committed no crime before he encountered the deputy that fateful day. He was waiting for the library to open, sitting alone on the grass. An autistic teenager in a hoodie sitting alone on the grass .. waiting for the library to … Continue reading

wow

wow

You know that moment when your children, feeling compelled toward neither grace nor gentle tact, remind you of a lesson you’ve taught them? That moment in which, if you are able to shed the defensive armor of, “Because I’m the mom, that’s why,” you are humbled, grateful, and better – Oh, so much better – … Continue reading

all of me

all of me

‘Ah, music, he said, wiping his eyes. A magic beyond all we do here!’ – JK Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone – Last night … We had been in space. The rocket bed was headed to Mars. The stuffed animal astronauts were all in their pajama space suits. The room was completely dark, except for the Dora flashlight … Continue reading

to show him the music

to show him the music

Last Tuesday night … It’s getting late. Brooke and I are cocooned in my bed. She’s turned out all of the lights, leaving nothing but the glow of our small screens illuminating the room. Curled into my arm, she is playing a game on my phone. I have my laptop perched on my knees. I’m … Continue reading