Conversation with Myself

"I'm dying," said I. "I know.  How far would you go?"  said she.  "How far would you go to be free?" "Free of the thing that is killing me?  Cut it out!  Carve and slice, burn and dice, poison it until it disappears.  I surrender to the physician's knife and knowledge.  In short: do whatever... Continue Reading →

On the Mend … Again

Two things, I can do, At three I am an expert: Moving, Recovering from surgery, and Picking up the pieces of a broken heart. It is remarkable to me how similar physical recovery is to emotional recovery.  Life post neck surgery is a whole lot like life post heartbreak.  There's that initial period of intense... Continue Reading →

There’s no Place Like Home

A couple weeks ago, I took a largish group of high school students to Kenya for a choir festival. Wait ... this sounds familiar ... wasn't it India? True, I did recently get back from a choir festival in India. That trip was a small group of middle school students heading to AMIS. This trip... Continue Reading →

The Familiar Unknown

India: the most familiar place I had never been.  Three weeks ago, I took a group of middle school students to an AMIS Honor Choir festival hosted by the American International School of Chennai.  We left on a Tuesday and landed on a Wednesday morning.  In the 45-minute ride from the airport to the school... Continue Reading →

In Praise of Good Gossip

Walking through the high school courtyard on my way to the office one day in spring, I ran into a tree ... so to speak.  The sight of a monkey-thorn acacia in full bloom stopped me in my tracks.  As I stood transfixed, gaping up at the branches, a colleague came up behind me.  "What... Continue Reading →

Seeing with Sound

He had a wand.  A singing wand that could see through skin.  He touched the skin and frowned: a black spot upon the grey, fuzzy picture of health.  A hard image, round and empty.  Suspicious.  The wizard drew his lines (X marks the spot) and said, "Come again next week. There is another wizard needed here." ... Continue Reading →

Buckle up — Turbulence ahead

This post is less of a reflection and more of an update for those who have been walking this cancer road with me long-distance. Thursday the 18th marked exactly six months since surgery.  In honor of the occasion, I got my blood tested and kept a Friday-morning date with my favorite radiologist, Dr. Berk --... Continue Reading →

Digging in the Dirt

My garden and I both got a manicure this morning.  The plants got a new compost dressing and I got new nails.  I call it the "Fresh Tip" mani.  (See what I did there?) This is the first home I have lived in as an adult where I have had any garden space bigger than... Continue Reading →

On Madness and Wasted Lives

At the start of October, a lone sniper opened fire on a crowd in Las Vegas, Nevada.  At the beginning of November, a shooter entered a church in Texas and opened fire on the congregation. Both of these happened as I was in the middle of my post-op, healing journey.  Though not special in the... Continue Reading →

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