Exile “Uncle Scott, where are you going?” my young niece asked me as I was…
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As I’ve sat down to write and reflect over the past few weeks, most of…
I recently spent the morning looking for some identification for Johanna. Her new doctor, and…
One of the most remarkable lessons I re-learned while teaching for seven years was the…
I could feel my heartbeat in my head, like someone had installed a miniature bass…
When I taught second grade, I had a number of students who struggled with writing. …
When this house was rebuilt to make a safe space for Johanna, we completely reinsulated…
Johanna’s illness forced me to learn a whole new game. It dropped me in the…