A few weeks ago a couple of mourning doves were shopping for nest sites in our backyard. I know this because as I sat in our breezeway I could hear them cooing at each other and scrabbling around in our gutters. At first, I wasn't sure what the noise was and I'd pop my head … Continue reading I’m Not Ready
The spring of 1981 in Prairie Village, Kansas was a noisy one. A brood of 17-year cicadas emerged from their nests and the air was thick with the mechanical sound of their wings drying out. Our lawn was littered with their empty shells, a perfect translucent mold of their big buggy bodies and just as … Continue reading 17 Year Cicadas
I have a bad habit of playing out imaginary arguments in my head. It's one of the worst examples of my brain's unhelpful looping behavior and oh how I wish I could shake it. I don't enjoy conflict, in general. If I sense injustice happening I tend to get pretty riled up, though and rather … Continue reading The Conflict Was Inside Me All Along
Have you ever seen the movie The Man Who Came to Dinner? I've never seen it, but I know a Jimmy Durante song from it. It sticks in my head sometimes. “Did you ever get the feeling that you wanted to go, But still had the feeling that you wanted to stay, You knew it … Continue reading Stay, Go. Go, Stay.
I'm not sure what to write about today. I've got plenty of things on my mind, but I always imagine the best thing for me to do with these blog posts is to write about something else, something that has nothing to do with my "ultimate goal"*. So I'm going to try and think of … Continue reading Struggle