I followed my young children, turning off lights as they left rooms. It concerned money, I thought, the electric bill, which my husband said saved only a few pennies. Then I concocted another reason— sparing electricity, which I didn’t understand. I didn’t know words like grid. Today I turn off lights when I leave a… Continue Reading
Someone recently asked me, “What do you worry about?” I worry that we will forget to be kind. At the end of his broadcast, Lester Holt urges, “take care of yourselves and each other.” Sometimes I hear it as “take care of eeee chuthur.” Sometimes I laugh. Then I realize that I worry about this… Continue Reading
I sit on gray stones at half-tide on Maine’s stunning rocky coast. Golden rays shine on blue water. The same sun greens the tree-lined shore. I read Mary Oliver’s poem, “Summer Day:” “I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass, how to… Continue Reading
As I drive, I listen to a playlist made for Pride Month. The songs don’t directly tackle harassment, job insecurity, bullying, or equal rights, but the lyrics ring true today, now. I sing along. Judy Garland’s, “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” Cyndi Lauper’s, “True Colors:” “And I’ll see your true colorsShining throughI see your true colorsAnd… Continue Reading
I sit at a diner munching salad and overhear a young boy in the next booth ask, “Dad, can I have some fries and do you see that rainbow flag over there?” I hear the Dad say, “Yes, Donny, and yes.” “If I wanted to learn to sew, would that be OK?” “Sure, why?” “Well,… Continue Reading
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