Monthly Archives: July 2013
I’ve been a little ridiculous. I tell my kid all the time that his job is to be 8 and enjoy his life. It’s this spell we say, over and over. What’s your job? TO BE WHATEVER AGE I AM AND ENJOY MY LIFE.
It’s … Read more
In my interview with Merry Gangemi on Woman-Stirred Radio, one of the most interesting discussions is about the character of Meghan. Merry Gangemi, an astute and fascinating interviewer, held the perspective that Meghan is irritating and doesn’t know her self. I’ve spent the week considering … Read more
At a diner in Branson, Missouri, we’d been seated in the corner, and at the nearest long table, a youth group held a Bible study. I was 23, at breakfast with my mother and grandmother, and wondered if any of the teens was embarrassed to … Read more
When I’m hungry for the South of my childhood, I read Eudora Welty. She has, in her sinuous sentences, something of the heat and the landscape, and I slow myself down and remember. I can hear the Miss This and the Miss That. The lilt … Read more
Mine isn’t. My superpower isn’t forgiveness. My superpower is grace. The difference between forgiveness and grace helps me to live in this weary world. Helps me not to be discouraged by human failure. By mistakes and missteps. There is space for us to have a … Read more
What is at the center of our acceptance of an apology? In the age of instant information we’ve begun to specialize in the backpedal, the jazz-hands apology. I said what now? Come on, that word doesn’t mean what you think it means. Nah, I meant … Read more