I have a confession to make - I do not love Hallmark Christmas movies. I know this will come as a shock to my many friends who love nothing more than curling up on the couch on a cold winter night and being transported to a world where everyone lives in beautifully decorated homes filled… Continue reading Not a Hallmark Movie
I started back to school this week, my 17th year as a media specialist. I’m in a school I love with a great staff, a new principal who is excited and collegial, and students and families I have come to know and love. After 17 years I feel like I should know what I’m doing,… Continue reading Go Away!
Hello, my name is regret I’m pretty sure we have met Every single day of your life I’m the whisper inside That won’t let you forget These opening lines from a song by Matthew West capture how I have felt for a good part of my life. All of us have things we regret, especially by… Continue reading Getting past regret
Walking on the beach with Molly yesterday morning, a thin woman, wearing what appeared to be a wrap around housecoat, was busily picking up shells. Conversationally, I asked, "Finding some good ones?" She turned and said, "I'm picking these up in memory of all those murdered..." At this point I thought, 'Has there been… Continue reading Notes from Me Time
My daffodils are here and they give me hope. Years ago when we first moved into our old house, we began transplanting daffodils around the yard. Patches of them grew in the woods around us, leftover from the days when tenant houses were there. I think of them as wild, although I don't know if… Continue reading Daffodil Strength