Dinner one night, and Tiger Dad pushes wife about the schooling. Husband: Does he know what nouns, prepositions, verbs are? Wife: Honey, you know he’s been learning the definitions. He’ll understand better as he gets older. He’s only seven. *Pause* Wife: Wait. Do YOU know what they are? Funny look. PAUSE. Husband: I know adverbs.… Read More Tiger Dad and Tiger Wife
Early this year: “Birds fly. Horses run. You write.” “Awwww, honey. SO sweet!” But wait. Two weeks ago: “So dya see my post?” “Oh, yeah. It was GOOD. Sounded like you plagiarized or something.” ????? My Biggest Fan, Part 1
Calling all readers! Yes you, if you want. Tell me about a moment when you were happy, so happy you could hardly see straight. You couldn’t have been happier if you’d won the Lottery. A few months into the blogging last year, I realized truth and beauty were what I was drawn to exploring on… Read More Open Floor: Join Us For Happy Hour
He’s come to expect a lot from me on this board. “You’re not Shakespeare and not everyone’s going to wow all the time but once in a while you hit these home runs.” Gee. Thanks, Husband. Comments closed.
I know why the Serpent went to Eve first. She had thought God was speaking her language. “Don’t do it.” We’ll talk some more, she thought. If Adam had stayed single the poor, simple man would’ve just listened to His Maker. The Serpent knew he could bring the world crashing down on its head if he… Read More I May Be a Man, Part 2
So if you can like help me figure out about when and where this linguistic virus like grew, I’d really appreciate it. People use this curious filler like all the time, even on news radio. I worry hearing moms talk like this; they depend on the word like every five syllables like oh my god.… Read More The LIKE Epidemic
Continued from Part 1. Koreans care only about themselves. Americans aren’t ambitious. Californians aren’t bright. People go up in arms at generalizations, though these are not my claims in this post. Yes, exceptions defy stereotype. But people obviously make up groups of color and features called race. I talk about the cultures I have straddled and… Read More My Race: Coast to Coast, Part 2
Fear dictates a lot of what we do, say, and don’t. Over the years, my husband and I have peeled back the face of harsh words, avoidance, and everything in between to lay bare this tyrant in the heart. The things I want from him will often lead back to my fear of finding myself… Read More What If You Weren’t Afraid?
We are self-absorbed. He wasn’t very responsive over lunch. What’s gotten into him? I’ve been so sick. I expected her to show more concern. How insensitive. She’s kept away from my family. I feel judged. I won’t say what I really feel because he would think less of me. Let’s get over our bad self,… Read More Get Over Your Bad Self. It’s Not About You.
I’ve sat on this award over a week, wondering what more to name about myself that could possibly be of interest to anyone. I accept the thoughtful nomination from Belsbror. I find there’s a lovely spirit to his writing. As much as I really do appreciate it, I will decline the Liebster from Defusing Chaos,… Read More Versatile Blogger Award, 500 Follows, Ode to My Readers
A Holistic Journey 