Real Life and Other Randomness

I have a kid in one of my classes. She's a good kid, mostly. She has a good heart. She wants to be successful, deep down. But she's...

Once upon a time, a long time ago, I had a dream of being a writer. I kept diaries and journals full of bad poetry. I relished essay te...

All my life, I watched my parents work. I can remember asking my dad what kind of job I should have, and he told me that he hoped that one d...

I sat once, at an Easter Egg hunt, and watched. It's one of my favorite things to do, to sit and study others when they feel beyond noti...

I love where I work. It's pretty normal for me to say that because there's never been more than just a few hours at a time, in 15 ye...

Tomorrow morning, this little guy will head off to Kindergarten. It sounds so cliche to say that it feels like yesterday that we were a...

It's Father's Day. I tried to write this morning, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. The weeks since I last saw my dad...