Posts

Showing posts from August, 2015

Sounds in the black

I'm in the well.  The deep well of what have I done. Below me echoes the sound of a thousand feet of blank air. Above me, light fades to a pinprick.  On all sides are the slick, slimy bricks built to hold back the earth, to keep it from caving in, to create a passage for bringing water from below. Once, I looked over into my child's face and saw myself staring back.  Saw the insecurities and pride, the wonder and alarm.  It was strange and yet - satisfying. I've created immortality, it flows in his veins.  And yet, he is his own self.  A self I have always known.  He is both new and old at the same time, a million years of love and change meeting in the moment of conception.  Lives won and lost, all leading to the here and now.  Looking over, I see him as if distantly. It sounds like nonsense, these words with no form. These thoughts that pour out like ink on the page.  It sounds like too much thinking and not enough sleeping.  It sounds strange.  I&#

Hello? Is it me you're looking for?

Image
You know when you see someone again and it's been, like, forever, and you're not really even sure that you're getting their name right and you wonder WHAT on EARTH they've done to their hair/face/body/children and you can't quite find the right words to fill the gap between time and space? My second year of teaching is just beginning - and isn't that a wonder?  Last year...let's just say, we all survived.  Last year involved: - Commuting home (2 hours, one way) almost every weekend - The kids and I here (in Espanola, where I teach) while Eric stayed in Edgewood - Putting our (still for sale) house on the market - Two semesters of Master's classes (what was I thinking??? on the up side, I only have 1 semester left and I am DONE.  D. O. N. E.) - Saturday's spent in professional development - My first ever "work trip" to San Diego  And this year: - Josh is a Senior (whuuuut!) - Carly started 5th grade - We all live