by Dawn | Feb 28, 2014 | Zen
It’s cold outside. The kind of cold I’d bottle and save for July. I’m outside with no coat and untied shoes, starting my car so I can peel out of the driveway in five minutes. The engine protests. I jog back to the house. My hand sticks to the metal...
by Dawn | Feb 27, 2014 | family, Teaching
Declan had a wiggly tooth. “You don’t have to pull it out if it hurts,” I said. “The Tooth Fairy can come any night. No rush.” He knew, though, that the Tooth Fairy brings money. He likes money. With the force of and courage of a...
by Dawn | Feb 26, 2014 | Teaching
I was helping a kid with his geometry. I didn’t do too bad. I said “shit” once. It slipped out. I apologized. A lifetime of math anxiety rolled up into four letters–coulda been worse. I stepped back and stared at the cleverly infused algebra...
by Dawn | Feb 24, 2014 | family, self-improvement
Declan is fighting me. I’m supposed to be the bad guy from a show he loves. He has it choreographed to the last detail. “Side kick me, Mommy.” That’s something you don’t hear a six-year old say often. I aim for the stomach....
by Dawn | Feb 23, 2014 | Uncategorized
I’ve come to the conclusion that life is about lines. There are so many lines in this world. Grocery lines, bank lines, lines of cocaine. Even virtual lines—printer cues, website holds, and “You’re next in line for customer service” on chat. “Next” always seems the...
