Category Archives: miscarriage

Injuries put us on our guard~ Latin Proverb

  I’d never been one for writing prompts until last year and #reverb10. It was an interesting exercise to be required to write on a topic. It’s something I did with students while interning as a wanna be secondary English Teachers (which I found out, I don’t actually wanna be—I like, no—love– teaching technology to teachers and students, troubleshooting, making… (more…)

Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead. Don’t walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend. Albert Camus

Well it is about birthday time. And about time for me to have the mopes. These are both reasonable and not. Why are they—well I had a  ….a childhood. So each year on my birthday I remember things you might see on a made for TV movie. And wonder just a bit. Sorry did I scare you? Well I could… (more…)

Short Attention Span Theatre

  And here comes the buckshot entry. By that I mean all over the place and watch out what it hits. Work has been rough. I hope it is getting better. It really has to get better. I’m lucky I have a great boss, great teachers, great principals. And I feel really lucky that I’m finally getting to see how… (more…)

When I stand before thee at the day’s end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing. Rabindranath Tagore

December 19 – Healing What healed you this year? Was it sudden, or a drip-by-drip evolution? How would you like to be healed in 2011? (Author: Leonie Allan)   I don’t know that I healed from much. Some of my scars are as healed as they get.  I’ll always have nightmares, that’s the nature of that beast. Some are newly… (more…)

Death’s in the goodbye….Anne Sexton

December 5 – Let Go. What (or whom) did you let go of this year? Why? (Author: Alice Bradley) I don’t want to write about this. Why? What have I let go? We gave away all of the things that we had saved for a second child. All the little clothes. All the small toys, all the bottles, all the… (more…)

If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.

~Thoreau (right?) Somehow I always want to attribute this to the Die Blechtrommel. I march to a very different drum. Part of this has to do with my past. It wasn’t easy and that is a considerable understatement. I hope, in the near future to be able to work with kids about bullying and overcoming other…things. Nuff said for now.… (more…)

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