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This, this right here, is why I will never, in my entire life, ever again try to work in an office-based setting. But also, things have happened that I’m still figuring out how to write down with enough love and respect, things that are hard though not outside the order of the universe. Easter Sunday [...]
My sister’s 6-year-old son has leukemia. He was diagnosed on Tuesday, when he just went for a blood test at a hematology center because he’d been pale for a few weeks and seemed to have a slightly strange kind of anemia on a blood test he my sister got for him at her regular pediatrician [...]
I’ve been thinking about this post for some time now – but it’s the kind of thing that some who I know read this blog might get very upset about what I’m going to write. You see, I am now with a practice of homebirth midwives. But let me explain.
I shan’t be going to Blogher this year after all. Why? Well. A has to travel for work then and I’d have to take Z with me. Which would be fairly expensive. And right now, we suddenly need to hoard all our cash and then some because something so awesome I can’t quite believe it [...]
We are in Detroit! About which I am ridiculously excited except for some minor glitches, about which more below. And no, we’re not staying in a motel at all, instead in someone’s renovated house in Brush Park. There is ridiculously beautiful architecture here: Most of it in varying stages of decay: And then there are [...]
It’s that time of the year: when holidays turn most religious – Easter and Passover, coming together as they do. My own point of view is markedly different from most moms who blog. In fact, when reading references to prayer, I feel very much like an outsider who had better remain politely silent. [...]
It’s in the air: worry. For some of us, it’s about our children. This is new territory for me, and one that keeps it coming with the surprises because my capacity to imagine ever more creatively bad things happening to my child is, apparently, staggering. Which is only funny because I don’t usually sit around [...]
My father is visiting. Last night, over dinner, he said: perhaps time isn’t continuous. We measure it by recurring events – the sun’s rotation, the seasons changing; time only exists when something happens, its passage is only known to us by recurring events – the rotation of the earth or seasons changing. But between those [...]
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