2026-09-28
Screens, Shrugs, and the Search for Worth
Sometimes, I worry about the young people these days. Not in a scolding way, mind you. I taught for thirty-five years; I’ve seen generations come and go. But...
Retired after 31 years teaching third grade. Now I go to my grandchildren — New York, Raleigh, Florida. Jerry holds down the fort. I find the food bank in every city. This is not slowing down.
2026-09-28
Sometimes, I worry about the young people these days. Not in a scolding way, mind you. I taught for thirty-five years; I’ve seen generations come and go. But...
2026-09-28
Sometimes, it's the quietest losses that settle heaviest in your heart. Not the passing of a spouse, though that is a grief unlike any other. Not even the lo...
2026-09-28
Sometimes, the past just…comes back. Not in a comfortable, reminiscing sort of way, mind you. More like a sudden gust of wind, blowing a chill right through ...
2026-09-23
Sometimes, I think about how remarkable it is, really. We fuss and fret over our gardens, wanting everything just so – the roses blooming at the right time, ...
2026-09-23
Sometimes, it seems like a kindness offered is met with a shrug, or worse, ignored altogether. I've seen it with my own eyes, of course, watching my grandchi...
2026-09-20
Sometimes, I think about all those years I spent in the classroom, guiding young minds, and how little of it truly prepared them—or me—for the real business ...
2026-09-20
Sometimes, the sweetest things come from the most difficult places. I’ve always believed that. It’s a truth I’ve seen played out in gardens, in kitchens, and...
2026-09-20
Sometimes, I think we forget how much we need the quiet comfort of the earth. It’s not a grand thing, needing a little patch of green. It's just…basic. Like ...
2026-09-18
Sometimes, it’s easier to just…not. To sidestep the difficult things, the tasks that loom large and seem to swallow all your energy before you even begin. I’...
2026-09-18
Sometimes, I think we all tell ourselves stories. Little justifications whispered to ourselves in the quiet moments after we've done something we know, deep ...
2026-09-16
Sometimes, it feels like the world is just… louder now. It’s not just the traffic, though that certainly contributes. It’s the constant stream of information...
2026-09-15
Sometimes, I think about the things we accumulate. Not just possessions, though that’s certainly a part of it. I mean the memories, the obligations, the tiny...