For the past several years - around each New Year's Day - I follow the suggestion from Abbey of the Arts to let a word for my year find me. This year I took my time and did some of the exercises from the Abbey's "Give Me a Word 2018." I didn't arrive at my … Continue reading My Word for 2018
Society's ills have fallen squarely on the shoulders of these children, these 11 and 12 and 13 and 14 year olds.
I've found schools brimming with teachers and administrators and staffs who can be overworked with too many piddly paperwork tasks . . . but who still give deeply of themselves in an attempt to meet the varied needs of their students - the educational AND the attention needs. People who want success for their students. Who care about them. Who love them unconditionally.
In the South, even grownups often call their fathers "Daddy." My sister and I were no exception. Our father was always Daddy - until the day he died. That was more than 15 years ago, and it seems that every year I discover more lessons that I learned from Daddy. One of the most important … Continue reading Father’s Day Reflections