It’s So Dark

I learned something new today. Apparently, I hate Standard Time. I’m not sure about everyone else, but I’d always thought I hated “Daylight Savings Time.” That unenviable morning in early November that gives us an extra hour of sleep but extra waking hours of darkness. But that moment is not when Daylight Savings Time begins. […]

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Bye Baby Bye

Yesterday, I watched a show where families were fostering and adopting children. There was a little baby, and my uterus ached. My babies were babies so very long ago. My oldest is 14, a true man-child. My littlest is 8, moving out of the little kid stage, but still there. At 12 is my middle, […]

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Progress

(noun) forward or onward movement toward a destination. (verb) move forward or onward in space or time. When I’m depressed, I prefer the dark, the night. The sun has gone down, the noise of the world quiets a bit. I’m no longer alone. I’m surrounded by the sounds of my kids and husband. The house […]

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#MomOfTheYear, White Supremacy, and Black Responsibility

Poignant pictures are spilling out of Baltimore. Photos of what we may soon regard as the latest protest in our “Spring” movement show brave bodies in various states of resistance. Some with faces covered, others brazenly identifiable — but all filled with the justifiable rage of living in what feels like a police state where black lives […]

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How I Came to Believe in the Body of Christ

I’ve long been fascinated with the ability of people who’ve lost their sight to still get around in the world. How afraid I’d be in perpetual darkness, unable to even move from one spot. I get bumps and bruises while moving in my own house, a place that I know very well. So when I […]

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To My Black Children: We Are Fighting For You

I wrote this at the end of August, after the murder of Michael Brown. Still relevant now. To my Beautiful Black children, This week you returned back home from spending the summer with your grandparents. For eight weeks, you engaged in what so many of our people have done for generations: spent the summers unburdened […]

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Letter to My Crush

In 2011, I wrote a version of this letter to my crush. Tomorrow is a special day, and now I know more. So here’s an updated version. dear crush: it’s been a long day. i know its been a long one for you too. i’m so tired that my eyeballs hurt, hurt from the effort needed […]

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How Being the Default Parent Is Your Fault

After venting about how I was coordinating some kid-based activity from 50 miles and 90 minutes away from the action, all while my spouse was zero miles and zero minutes away from the action, my co-worker sent me an article. It was like reading about my life. In her article, The Default Parent, M. Blazoned discussed […]

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Sunday

Sunday is my favorite day of the week. Saturdays, I often spend sleeping. Sheer exhaustion, from the five days of ninety minutes each way commute and then eight hours in a small room in front of mounds of paper and two computer screens, sheer exhaustion takes over. My eyes struggle to stay open most of the day. I […]

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