Our eldest graduated last week from high school-online public school. Because the online public school was not hosted by a local school district, we traveled two hours to the graduation celebration held at a convention center.It was okay. Our student got to meet a...
It was supposed to be temporary. That was what we were told before we even left the U.S. In fact, that was what we were promised. I am not sure I would have accepted the assignment otherwise. Although, I am so glad I did.We arrived at Václav Havel Airport and were met...
Take me with you as you go back out into the world,masked.We are but a few. Those of us for whom the threat of the virus still looms large. We are the ones who have to continue to keep the six feet then ten feet of distance even as you creep toward us unaware.We are...
*Art by Jennylynd James It is the final week of this decade.I have been thinking about what it was like, 100 years ago, at the turn of such a decade.Hats.Swooshing dresses. Dancing.THE HARLEM RENAISSANCE.Women were allowed to vote for the first time.But not black...
I guess it is time for a change. I have been blogging for quite some time, however, it was not until recently, when asked the question at a social gathering as to what it is that I do, I replied “I am a Writer”. I am a Writer. And in a time such as this,...
I am a Mother, a Wife, an Activist.
I am a Writer.
And in a time such as this,
as Cesar Chavez says,
“Art [should] disturb the comfortable,
and comfort the disturbed.”
