The Shared Experience of Struggle Creates Equity, and perhaps Empathy

Hello from my kitchen on an early Monday morning, It is about 5:40 a.m. and I have decided it is time to get back to a productive schedule. I had actually set my alarm for 6:45, but I woke up about 5:00 and decided to get up. I am cooking oatmeal and decided to doContinue reading “The Shared Experience of Struggle Creates Equity, and perhaps Empathy”

The Initial Date

Hello from the front porch, It has been a beautiful beginning to June. It has been busy with school and a summer class as well as managing the yard, which is a daily chore, but one I enjoy. The acre still needs work; while much has been accomplished, and there are no major projects thisContinue reading “The Initial Date”

Imagining 50 Years

Hello from my porch, When I was 14, I had an opportunity to be a member of the Sioux City Children’s Community Theatre. We were part of a larger group of theatre folks that included adults, but we were also independent. Be that whatever it was, we were a rather motley, mismatched, but open mindedContinue reading “Imagining 50 Years”

What is in a Decade? (and I have not forgotten about hope)

Hello from my study.  Somehow I thought I wrote an entire paragraph or two before I went to a meeting, but I guess I have lost it. I think it was because I had not saved and then closed some windows. That is not the first technological snafu I have accomplished or preformed today, soContinue reading “What is in a Decade? (and I have not forgotten about hope)”

Moving Toward a Rhetoric of Hope

Good Saturday Morning, It has been a bit of a crazy week. At this point last weekend, my HP tablet, the university computer, decided (for the second time) to pop the plastic clips that hold one side of the case closed. I believe it is the case of an overheated battery again, causing the caseContinue reading “Moving Toward a Rhetoric of Hope”

When Pointing Fingers . . . Perhaps Only at Ourselves

Hello from the kitchen, The routine is set, at least for the most part. I get up and make my bed before I do almost anything else. I have been that way for most of my life, so that is nothing new. I walk to my bathroom, shower and get ready for my day. SometimesContinue reading “When Pointing Fingers . . . Perhaps Only at Ourselves”

Unexpected Opportunities

Hello from my kitchen table, I am back home and breakfast is in the oven, yet another version of a frittata. That will provide breakfast leftovers for a few days. My drive back yesterday was quiet, isolated, and uneventful – all good things. I took a somewhat circuitous route to get home driving through Virginia,Continue reading “Unexpected Opportunities”

Being Grateful is both Singular and Plural

Good morning as I move toward the end of another journey. The past few days have been packed with activity, and I have been blessed to spend time with a friend Who hearkens back to when I had barely begun my time at Michigan Tech. I am sitting in the airport in Alicante, continuing myContinue reading “Being Grateful is both Singular and Plural”

The World is a Provocative Place

Hello from Richmond, I would like to take credit for the title, but it is something I heard someone say on NPR the other day, and it stuck with me. I think what causes me pause is to ask a question of whether one could always make such an argument or whether the degree toContinue reading “The World is a Provocative Place”

Grateful for a Life, but One too Short

Hello on a cold, but manageable day, It is in the single digits outside and for Pennsylvanians, but I actually like this kind of weather. Perhaps it is because it reminds me of being small. Perhaps it reminds me of the times I would play in the yard one particularly snowy winter and we madeContinue reading “Grateful for a Life, but One too Short”