A couple of days ago, someone - a boy, a man, a monster - walked into an elementary school and shot 19 children dead, along with two teachers who tried to protect them. They were in the fourth grade, younger than my youngest child. It's a magic age, in between little and big. Old enough... Continue Reading →
This has been a hard week. A few days ago it started raining, and it didn't stop. It was torrential, relentless. The amount of rain that might fall in an extremely wet month poured down in a single day. An hour or two from where I live, mountainsides crumbled. Highways snapped in half. Bridges were... Continue Reading →
My daughter recently had to write an essay on her biggest fears. She chose Styrofoam and assassins, in that order. The latter because we had just watched a James Bond movie, the first because just the thought of it sends shivers down her spine. Stop for a second and think of the sound, of the... Continue Reading →
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