(Re)solution

ironic notice

as the words come flooding in

(yet i can’t stop them)

no. i had no plan.

no plan for any of this.

(nor a solution).

January 6, 2021

my kitty comfort

is no comfort on this day

(day of infamy)

Colorado Born and Bred

Berthoud Pass driving

sisters learn two years apart

same day, different face

Sirens Give Warning

a night of sirens

gives way to a pink sunrise

and everyone’s well

Lit

Almost a year ago, we invited this boy home for Christmas because he was living in a youth shelter.

We brought him downtown to see this beautiful tree.

And what a year it has been. Challenging in more ways than we ever thought imaginable, and all of us adjusting to this new life of having a brother and a son in the midst of a pandemic.

Here we are, standing under these same lights. And aren’t they still beautiful?

Hard Work Pays Off

the best mail ever

with a scholarship of hope

to fulfill her dreams

Tikka Masala for the Win

it is not easy

to replicate restaurants

alas, we shall try

this quarantine brings

a new love for my kitchen

(lucky to have it)

even Bruce ate it

without a single worry

(there was no curry!)

Quaranturkey

work interrupted

my man carving the turkey

so my boy stepped in

my girls made the pies

and set the grateful table

(we made this loss work)

just the six of us

celebrating our health

in a health-hell year

Quarantine Scenario #437

hidden behind mask

is my sixteen-year-old girl

(her pandemic grin)

i hope to win her

with walks, drives, conversations

just like the old days

Pandemic Teaching

One of my students just called me and in his very broken English told me I upset him in class today because I wasn’t on screen the whole time. He was in tears and his father yelled at him. Why wasn’t I on screen the whole time?

Because I was walking around my classroom trying to check in on the twelve kids who showed up today. Because I was trying to get two kids who have done zero work because of their utter terror of technology finally logged into our textbook.

Because I was making a tiny bit of progress with two kids, and breaking another.

Because it’s 2020 and I don’t know how to teach anymore. 💔

But I wore this mask and put up the new background fireworks to celebrate a candidate who literally has the power to change or save their lives and their families’ lives, and I smiled.

So why am I crying now?