“I didn’t get into this job to encourage students to fail, and that’s not exactly what I did for my student, but I reminded her that sometimes you have to take care of other things that matter, like yourself, and in order to do so, you may have to let some ideas and plans die.”
I explore why there is such a visceral response to the desire for equality, and my own struggles with my identity as a mixed race person.
“Start writing” is the prompt on my WordPress blog entry. Sure. That’s just the hardest part, starting. Well for most… Read more The Rona Diaries – Week 6: Fighting ADD and Dumpster Fires One Bucket at a Time
Last year our daughter admitted to us that she hadn’t really believed in Santa anymore. In fact, she hadn’t believed… Read more The “Death” of Santa Claus does not Mean the End of the Magic.
Forward This has been hard for me to write, so I hope you bear with me. For my friend who… Read more A Beautiful, Terrible Conversation – Part One: Sitting in a Car
Stupid Optimism 