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on betsy devos – because i can’t be silent

Image is a photo of Besty DeVos at her Senate Confirmation hearing yesterday.  Just two days ago, in celebrating the life and legacy of Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, I shared one of his many oft-recited quotes here. History will have to record that the greatest tragedy of this period of social transition was not … Continue reading

he calls us still

he calls us still

Today, as we honor the life and legacy of the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., we read his words in a context that feels in many ways to be no less fraught, no less complicated, no less urgent than the time in which he first delivered them. History will have to record that the greatest … Continue reading

balancing the extraordinary

balancing the extraordinary

{Image is a photo of Becky lying on top of Brooke on our old massage chair. They are both laughing uncontrollably.} Last night, repeating a well-trodden script, Brooke said, “Your friend, K gets seizures sometimes.” “Yes, honey,” I said, “she does.” “Just like mi amiga, L,” she added. “Yep,” I said, “just like L.” “Who … Continue reading

inclusion – and a walk to dunks

inclusion – and a walk to dunks

{image is a visual depiction of inclusion, symbolized by a circle of paper dolls in a variety of colors, shapes, sizes and abilities. Borrowed from EduGlobal.} It’s the first day of The Rest Of The Summer – the three weeks in between the end of Brooke’s summer program and the beginning of school. Our lives are … Continue reading

out of many, 1

Last night, Brooke and I stopped into a Russian market about a half a mile from home. I’ve passed the place a thousand times, yet never had any particular interest in going in. But we needed some produce for dinner, traffic was terrible, and, well, there it was, so I figured we’d give it a … Continue reading

three remaining fingers

We all knew it would happen. The moment we heard the sickening news – that a crazed gunman had opened fire in a gay nightclub in Orlando, killing 49 innocent human beings and wounding yet another 53, we knew what would come next. Within minutes, there were fingers pointed in every direction. Everywhere, that is, but at … Continue reading

twenty minutes

** A personal note to my dad – just in case you didn’t get my message, please DO NOT read what follows. ** Content warning: Rape / Sexual Assault For “Emily” Four years ago, I wrote a post about an event that had changed my life. I wrote it because I felt compelled to do so. … Continue reading

happy

happy

When Brooke was three, we enrolled her in the preschool that her sister had been attending for the last two years. We loved it and were excited for her to join her big sister. The school, located in the basement of a local church, was as cute as they come and, to me, was exactly … Continue reading