Monthly Archives: May 2015

Seeking Understanding

Years ago, before sitting down to a colorful dinner of paella, the same dish Lois Kozlow served at my wedding, Sue’s daughter sang a song she wrote. Woke up this morning with a tear in my eye, So many memories … Continue reading

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1st World Problems #2

I spent my day at the St. Regis in Deer Valley listening to TEDxWomen streamed from Monterey, California. Sitting next to Rebecca, my nineteen-year-old friend and a former student, I learned a lot. Emotions matter. I don’t want to be … Continue reading

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Pomegranates and Psychosis

Psychosis and Pomegranates This week, one of the men working on my house, noticed two prints from T. Doskova on the wall. I have three of pieces of Tanya Doskova’s hanging in my home. (Tanya Doskova) Steve admired the pomegranate … Continue reading

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Happy Mother’s Day to Me

My neighbor used to call me every Mother’s Day and say, “Happy Mother’s Day to the woman I know who most wants to be a mother.” My first year teaching in Orem, a town that neighbors Brigham Young University in … Continue reading

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Trigger #2: Bernese Mountain Dogs

Every minute.  Every day. Triggers. The triggers “that drop like trapdoors,” throw me out of my “safe, sane world.”  But, they do not always drop me into a dark desolate place. More often than not, they snowball. Like rolling snow for … Continue reading

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My Jewish Mother — Happy Mother’s Day, Lois!

My Jewish Mother, Happy Mother’s Day I met my Jewish mother in Mexico. She invited Dwight and me to stay with her in San Miguel Allende. Lois and Richard traveled for his work. He was an artist. Somehow, even after … Continue reading

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Trigger #1

A few weeks ago, my friend, Heidi, our school librarian, the one who keeps our us from crossing that thin red line into barbarism, invited me to listen to Neil Gaiman at the Eccles Center. She had two seats in … Continue reading

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