The land that never has been yet—

I totally wept through the 4th of July parade that passed my sister’s house this morning. We all gathered there early, so we could park before the street closed, and get the lawn chairs out, and celebrate her birthday with egg casserole. I didn’t cry

From Arnold Lobel

Reading is my favorite and my best

I hesitate to write these words, feeling superstitious, as if, by naming and announcing this miracle, I will cancel it, banish its reality.  But, here it is: Fiona can read.  My big girl, a kindergartner, reads.  Not perfectly, not all the time, sometimes inconveniently, often

Illustration by Pia Bramley, in the NYT on 2/27/2013

The Power of an Image

The Violence Against Women Act (VAWA) goes up for a reauthorization vote in the US House of Representatives today, and if you have a vote in this country, I’d encourage you to call your congressperson and either offer your support for a yes vote, or

The American kids just did not see the appeal of Werner the summer we visited Bad Neustadt

It’s Absurd

I spent some time in Germany when I was in high school. At the time, I was shy but funny. As anyone who’s spent time in cross-cultural situations knows, jokes don’t always translate easily, especially the sort of asides I was used to dealing in.

Gun Ownership in America

The Rising and Falling of Many

The Rising and Falling of Many Luke 2:22-40, Hebrews 2:14-18, and Cesar Vallejo’s “Masses” Rockefeller Memorial Chapel Rev. Bromleigh J. McCleneghan 3 February 2013 May the words of my mouth and the meditations of all of our hearts be acceptable in your sight, O Lord,


No longer at ease here

Epiphany 2013 Matthew 2:1-12 and T.S. Eliot’s “The Journey of the Magi” Rockefeller Memorial Chapel   May the words of my mouth and the meditations of all of our hearts be acceptable in your sight, O Lord, our Strength and our Redeemer. “When they saw that

Honey, I Shrunk the Kids

In time and space

WXRT, Chicago’s Finest Rock, has been celebrating its 40th anniversary of bringing us awesome music for the better part of this year.  As the year draws to a close, the schedule of events brings us “40 years in 40 days” — which sends listeners to

It's a brick... house...

On becoming a land baron(ess)

Josh, my husband, and I bought a house today.  Our second one.  We bought it because it was cheaper to buy another house than to pay rent on one in the town where he works.  We were only able to buy it because my parents

Squirt guns 3

On guns, swords, and playing war

  My sister hemmed and hawed when she presented my husband with a cache of squirt guns for Father’s Day earlier this summer.  We are, generally speaking, anti- “weapon and violent play” in our home, though it’s more of an underlying conviction than a specific