Trying (and failing) to care less
Normally when a new semester starts, I think about what I want to accomplish–for myself professionally, with my students, in the department/university. …
A grateful heart: Donating granulocytes, gaining compassion
A few hours hooked up to an old-school leukapheresis machine. So weird to see blood going in one arm and out the …
Grief, accumulated: Thoughts on secondary trauma, writing and resilience
It started with Sean’s suicide last April. And then a few month’s later, Bud’s lost battle with pancreatic cancer. And then John’s …
Babies on planes. A public service announcement.
I like babies as well as the next person. At this point in my life, I smile at ’em, play with ’em, …