fifteen years ago today, i was a mere 26 years old. i worked as a special education teacher in asheville, north carolina. i was married to my ex-husband. and i had just been offered a job at a church in a nearby small mountain town. it was a job that i desperately wanted, knowing that,..
Category: culture + art - page 2
Hello, friends! Happy new week to you all. I’m back from my lovely little weekend off the grid and ready to push through my not-so-tough last week of work. Lucky for me, I am working from home and have been given orders from my boss to take it easy. So, I’ll finish planning things for the..
I’ve watched both of the videos. The ones where police, in two different states, shoot two black men within 24 hours. Two black men, who for all intents and purposes, we’re not posing a risk or a threat in either situation. It’s fucking sick. And, I have to say, that after I watched Miss Reynolds..
My heart is still heavy, and I am almost tempted to think that things will never change. The violence in Orlando is almost too much to bear and I find myself feeling helpless and small. I woke early this morning, before my alarm, and a wave of sadness and fear washed over me. I don’t..