I didn’t vote for Barack Obama because of: my race my religion my gender or sexuality my feelings on taxation my health care needs my partisanship my job/career/employment future my right to manage my own body, as a woman my fears I voted for him because I have young children and these things need to … Continue reading Gobama.
February 2012, on maternity leave. What else to do but go through a massive pile of bits of paper, all holding jotted inspirations and vitriol? A collection forged over the past year or few. I know some of this is OCD tendencies having their way. I know what makes me happy, what makes me unhappy. I … Continue reading Waiting for brother baby.
July 2011 I’ve been up for 1 hour and a few minutes. Everyone else is asleep. Dark in the hotel room. My husband sold a big sculpture today. Then we got a call from our dogsitter that our big boy had run away. He’s back now. It was a thunderstorm. Apparently our girl started to … Continue reading Wide awake at 3:40, if only I had a kindle.
I was going to be a pilot in the Air Force. On the very last day possible, I decided to work with children with cancer instead. I gave the pilot slot back. I was a 22-year-old nursing student in an AFROTC program, and I thought I’d lose my mind in the expansiveness of that decision. I … Continue reading The Rest of the Story