Just Trying to Get There

Last week, my longest-term running partner and I were slogging through eight soppy  miles. The cloud cover did little to assuage the moisture-heavy air. A slight breeze only swirled up the heat around us. We stopped at a shady spot to refill our water when we spotted them. Two gorgeous young women ran toward us. “Ran” really […]

Off the Bench

A long time ago, I grew tired of men arguing with me on Facebook and Twitter about sexual assault statistics on college campuses. I grew tired of explaining: rape isn’t about sex, or what she was wearing or how drunk she was. A long time ago I became tired of reiterating the (actual, provable) fact […]

A Voice in the Wind

I drove my (African American) neighbor on an errand yesterday. He was circumspect, gracious and quiet. His movements were slow and his voice was quiet. His mouth was full of yes ma’ams and no ma’ams. They tumbled out of him like apologies. When I deposited him at the end of his errand, his sister was […]

Spanning Interruptions

  Just before a contraction began, our doula Kathy arrived. She sat with me through the crest and then asked me what time I noticed the beginning of labor pains. “Around 10 pm I felt something but I went to bed,” I began. “I didn’t want to get excited over nothing. But then around 2…” Another […]

The Kitchen’s On Fire And Other Minor Inconveniences

  The toaster oven was in flames. We had been reading the news and following the GOP Debates on Twitter when we noticed the weird smell. The smell wasn’t weird enough—yet—for us to do anything about it; we were reheating fast food chicken “nuggets,” which are at their peak best worst in the moments after they […]

And a Time to Rest

I’ve been in marathon training mode twice yearly for the last three years. I’ve run more miles around my neighborhood than I have driven, seen more Lycra than should be legal, had more chub rub than my fair share, and gained, I like to think, some wisdom and perspective. I don’t run marathons to win. Or […]

Always a Mother

When I moved a million miles from my mom and dad, I was 24 and had never been away from them for more than a few months at a time. When my new husband and I arrived at our fancy motel after a day of driving through cornfields, I knew I had to call my parents […]

No Such Thing As a Straight Line

The shortest distance between two points is a straigh line. Everyone learned that in some rudimentary math class. If I know it, then I know other, smarter people know it, because I don’t remember much math. Trouble is, that’s only true in the theorum proved world of paper and pencil, of digital symantics. Never was […]

Mother Weight

Before a woman has children, her wisdom is clear and distinct. Her ideals are commandments chiseled from on high. She knows she will tread the wire stretched taut across the expanse of her many towering responsbilities. Once those little creatures come along, that wisdom plunges, the commandments crack, the wire snaps. Those babies, with their […]

Daily Practice

Inspired by my friend Andi who writes and posts every day, despite being the owner of a farm with goats and other farm-type things of whose existence I remain blissfully unaware, and having the distinct honor of driving my daughters to school an hour before I clock in for work, I find myself most mornings […]