The day before yesterday, after I had picked up the kiddos from school, I saw some blurbs about some woman who was armed and dangerous somewhere in the Denver metro area. Caution was advised. Around that time, I started getting alerts: texts, e-mails, messages, that Denver Public Schools were on lock out. Apparently there was… Continue reading Columbine, Community Contused
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Catastrophe Converted
Watching a live feed of Notre Dame Cathedral engulfed in flames took me emotionally back to when I saw the smoke from the Twin Towers billowing and then collapse to the ground. I couldn't draw anything except short breaths. My heart raced. I might have even gritted my teeth. The fires grew. Angry red, orange,… Continue reading Catastrophe Converted
Muddy Mess or Parading Perfection
I'm not one of those who uses social media to parade perfection, as if my life, my family, and my home fit some sort of neat, tidy, and dreamy ideal that make everyone hang on my every word, photo, and post. Can't wait to see and hear what I have to share next. But I… Continue reading Muddy Mess or Parading Perfection
Building Brilliance Backwards
I've always struggled with learning in the classroom. The teacher talking sounded like indiscernible waves of noise, much like what is seen in the "Peanuts" strip. Really. The problem didn't have anything to do with teacher but me. I mean, there were ones who taught in a monotone voice or presented material far over everyone's… Continue reading Building Brilliance Backwards
Failure is Not An Option
I'm reading Sarah J. Maas's "Throne of Glass," because one of my kiddos asked me to. I'm about a third of the way through the first book. For the protagonist, Calaena Sardothien, failure in the battle to become the King's assassin is not an option. She cannot return to Endovier where she served as a… Continue reading Failure is Not An Option
Suspending Suspicion
I had been scoping out local coffee shops I hadn't visited yet, and one popped up on my Google Maps search that didn't involve traveling far. The locale, however, was suspicious. Okay, maybe "suspicious" isn't the appropriate word. Disinterested is more like it. It's in a wealthy part of Denver, where people spend large sums… Continue reading Suspending Suspicion
Arguing and Inviting a Bomb Cyclone
I saw a meme flash across my Facebook page the other day. It captured the heart of what's been on my mind recently. My eldest knows this best. This individual is a tween who will soon be ushered into the teen years, like it or not. As a part of this adventurous era, this child… Continue reading Arguing and Inviting a Bomb Cyclone
