Blessed be the Holders

I wrote this poem just weeks into the quarantine and isolation forced by the global pandemic. Now as we move into the stages of “languishing” and “pandemic senioritis” the need for these words of recognition and blessing remain. Oh to be a child again To have lap to crawl into when the world overwhelms ToContinue reading “Blessed be the Holders”

A Case of the Shoulds

The past few weeks have been a battle of the “shoulds.” I’m experiencing the cultural pressure to be productive, to launch some creative project, to lose ten pounds, to mother with color-coded charts, theme days, crafts, and made-from-scratch meals, and above all to be grateful.