Monthly Archives: March 2012
One More Word? Yes, He is My Son
This afternoon, I walked away from the lunch table at my son’s school and a woman’s voice followed me. “Is that your son?” I held the back of my hand up. Was it rude of me? I didn’t care. Not one more word. I had heard enough. She had already tried to talk to me and I had ignored her, this Spanish “lunch lady” with the wide cheekbones and the light in her brown eyes. I had already heard about [...]
Not a Post about Abortion–It’s About Me
Did you ever yell at someone when you were mad at someone else? Or write about something or someone and realized after the words rang out with indignation and frustration that you weren’t really writing about that someone or something? That’s what happened last night. I spent the day reading about legislation since withdrawn in Virginia that requires a woman to undergo a transvaginal ultrasound (“TVU”), which is the latest attempt by the party I consider myself a part of [...]
A Weekend with a Friend
At the bus stop this morning, my neighbor said to me, “So has your friend headed back to Seattle yet?” I nodded and felt a little sad. “Yeah, we took Sam to the airport in the afternoon. But we had a great visit.” I smiled and thought about how Ben had shoved one of his favorite toys, a model Goodyear blimp, in her green duffel bag and told Sam that he had “put it there so you will have to [...]
Friendship, Racing and the Missing Marathon Mile
Friendship, Racing and the Missing Marathon Mile I jogged up the hill and spotted Sam R. about 10 yards in front of the finish line and we grinned and exchanged high-fives. Sam’s Rapunzel-like, silver-blond, braided hair glinted in the bright sunlight and her easy smile warmed me. A few strides later, I crossed the finish line and frowned. I felt no elation. Not yet. My marathon was not over. My watch read 25.86 and though I had added as [...]
How to Talk to a Friend in Need
A dear friend contacted me this morning with a question. A problem really. He read my blog on rendering assistance to strangers or friends who are suicidal on social media and he got confused and made a mess of things with someone he loves dearly. And he needed me to explain how to fix it. In short, his wife got upset during an argument and she confessed that when they fought, it made her want to hurt herself. A [...]
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