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The Shower

The Shower

I began to sense that there was something contagious in the air that made everyone around me wants a baby to call her own.  And there was something in the water making those babies, to the specific joy of their fathers, all boys.  I found myself on support staff for the race for babies.  All […]

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Meticulous Scarring

Meticulous Scarring

In early February a piece of gymnastics equipment crashed on my hand during a meet I was coaching.  It resulted in an open wound on my right palm and ring finger so gruesome that my spouse vomited twice in the Emergency Room.  Two months later, I am going to occupational therapy twice a week to […]

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The Power of Lament

The Power of Lament

Meet Joe.  Joe is a fifteen-year old who was randomly placed in my sophomore Hebrew Scripture class.  He walks in disheveled, out of uniform and groggy every morning.  He sits in the back, slouches, and never raises his hand.  I have learned that instead of becoming offended by a kid like Joe, it helps to […]

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Apologetic Conviction?

Apologetic Conviction?

“I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat.” –Rebecca West I recently ran across this quote in a feminist bookstore in Austin, TX.  It was on the front of a greeting […]

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Confessions About Confession

Confessions About Confession

A few times of year, once during Lent and once during Advent, my school offers the sacrament of reconciliation.  It is always one of my favorite days of the year.  Do I believe that we need a priest as a mediator between us and God?  No.  Some of my most authentic moments of confession have […]

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The Beauty of Sweat

The Beauty of Sweat

In our quest to break down gender roles, it is essential to be able to offer young people who identify as female more scripts to choose from.  When my mother was young, she had very few script choices.  She honestly felt that the professions she could choose from were nurse, teacher or social worker.  She […]

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Self-Violence

Self-Violence

I teach at a Catholic high school, and on Ash Wednesday this past week, I challenged my female students to fast from hateful self-talk this Lent instead of giving up chocolate.  I tend to teach with transparency.  I teach who I am.  This week I found my first gray hair.  Instead of plucking it with […]

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Stains on White

Stains on White

I dreamt of running through a field of wildflowers Stomping on grapes And chomping into a hot dog saturated in condiments While wearing white I awoke in a cold sweat Since when did drawing outside the lines feel liberating Daring Oh to be so bold as to sit with my knees apart To not match […]

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Pink Pants

Pink Pants

Yesterday I was wearing bright pink pants to work because it was Fun Pant Friday.  I started Fun Pant Friday last year, I don’t quite remember how.  It did not catch on with the other teachers, so I celebrate it alone each week.  Fun Pant Friday is nothing more than that, it is just fun.  […]

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The Christmas Letter

The Christmas Letter

On Friday my spouse and I received, hopefully, the last of the Christmas letters.  I have found a few reasons why Christmas letters come late.  Some come from people who cannot seem to get their act together before Christmas, and those notes generally come with apologies.  Others try to save on postage and wait to […]

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