I would like to welcome you to the Round Table. There is coffee, tea, enough food to keep you nourished. I ask you to take off your shoes, remove all baggage and the burdens you carry, sit down, arms out in front, palms raised. This is a safe place. And it is a place … Continue reading White Privilege. Implicit Bias. Pull Up a Chair.
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When Your Shoes Do Not Fit Me.
We say "if you could only walk a mile in another's shoes" but frankly - most likely those shoes will not fit. Right? I am a sucker for metaphors, symbolism, idioms, even a hyperbole or two. No question. As a mother, I find this phrase to be a beautiful springboard for conversations that lead to a better … Continue reading When Your Shoes Do Not Fit Me.
June 20th and the Absurd.
"You look like Nicole Kidman" "I am sorry, what?" "You really look like Nicole Kidman", she said to me. "Um, okay", I replied. This was said to me at the MOST inappropriate moment ever. Absurd. I had just finished watching both my husband and my daughter wheeled through their respective, ominous O.R. double doors. I … Continue reading June 20th and the Absurd.
The House with the Cranberry Door
I grew up in the House with the Cranberry Door. I remember my mother choosing the color for that door, swatches of blindingly similar hues slathered onto the back side of the door. How she remembered what shade was what, I'll never know. My parents bought the House with the Cranberry Door when I was … Continue reading The House with the Cranberry Door
Let Your Beautiful Mess Become Your Message
Bella had her first post-op appointment today. While in the waiting room, I found myself, like the fellow drones around me, reading a back issue of People magazine. I read a story about a celebrity who is in remission from cancer. Soon after her diagnosis, her mom passed away. One of her last conversations with … Continue reading Let Your Beautiful Mess Become Your Message
Ruminations
"Information is not knowledge. And knowledge is not wisdom." My mom said these words today over Easter brunch. No, they did not originate from her, in fact, most of our thoughts and words are a culmination of what we have seen, heard, or read, are they not? The words were in response to a conversation … Continue reading Ruminations
Raindrops & Rivers 