object of memory

we must return to where it was lost / if we want to find it again

Tag: school

  • catch up

    catch up

    Believe it or not, I have seven posts sitting idle in my draft folder, with a few for each month that this site has been silent. It’s a fitting metaphor for how I’ve been feeling—many thoughts but few words to express them. Those who know me in person understand that I’m not a big talker. I enjoy people and conversations, but I often hit a wall when the words suddenly stop. I think them, but they don’t come out.

    Sid returned home in May after eleven months away. The growth has been astounding—a mix of intensive work and natural maturity—and we’ve spent the past two months adjusting to being a family of four again. We left off with a ten- and thirteen-year-old. Now we have a tween and an almost fifteen-year-old, in sixth and tenth grades. That shift feels pivotal, as there’s no going back to early childhood. Young adulthood looms, which is both beautiful and frightening, leading to midnight musings about what comes next.

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  • stuck

    I got stuck a lot this week.

    Stuck outside when I was trying to move my classroom from one room to another and the worst sounding fire alarm in the world went off and I forgot my key card inside.

    Stuck on NJT somewhere between Secaucus and Newark Broad for 90 minutes and in an airless, broken-down train before we were “rescued” and pushed back deeper into NJ.

    Stuck in general.

    I found this leaf while waiting to return to the pretty vacant (fall break) school building. The coloring was so gorgeous. It was a tiny sapling pushing up through two pieces of brick retaining wall.

    I guess one might have thought it was stuck, too, but in retrospect, it was more likely reaching toward survival.