For some students the words “report card” are stress inducing. I only remember being worried about my report card three times in my life: sixth grade (I was worried that I wouldn’t make the cut for middle school), the year in high school that I took geometry (my lowest grade ever), and my first semester in…
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Beauty in the Details
We live in a town that has many well-manicured homes and yards. The kind of place where this time of year brings out all of the Martha Stewart style holiday decorations – color themes, perfectly lit, matching sets – you get the idea. Well, with one eye on the increasingly busy calendar we hauled out…
My Good Samaritan
I seem to be having poignant encounters with strangers lately. One was rather negative at the time, and one was astoundingly beautiful. I’m trying to learn from both and squeeze all the good I can from these moments. I’d like to share the beautiful one with you. We traveled for Thanksgiving, 400 driving miles, which…
How Do You Deal With The Holidays?
Yesterday was Thanksgiving day in the US. The day traditionally set aside for visiting or entertaining family and friends, eating boatloads of turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy and all the foods that oddly enough, I don’t find appealing at any other time of the year. For some, it also means watching football all.day.long. For the…
Preparing to be Thankful
Thanksgiving will be different for me this year. For several years running it has not been my favorite holiday. It was stressful for many reasons…not that I haven’t had my reasons to be thankful, but somehow they seemed shabby in comparison to what I had expected. This year I have determined to just be thankful,…
What’s Wrong With Him?
“What’s wrong with him?” – ask the kids in the playground when my son refuses to play with them. “What’s wrong with him?” – asks my uncle when my son refuses to eat anything but dry cereal. “What’s wrong with him?” – asks my aunt when my son jumps around because there are too many…
Doing the Best I Can.
I didn’t wake up on time this morning. I managed to get breakfast made and get my daughter dressed so I could drop her off at school. I didn’t have time to make my husband’s lunch. I dropped the family mini-van off for service and hitched a ride back home with the courtesy shuttle. My…