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October 2018

Our Separate Selves

ImagesMost of us wear many hats, seamlessly transitioning from professional to mother to volunteer to cook to spouse to that woman at the gym that used to be in much better shape. (That's was me this morning.)

But there are days when these worlds seems to collide instead of blend. 

I cannot be specific on social media, but here's a major hint about my new gig: the image above is one of many things I pass by on my way into teaching my memoir class. The classroom is a world unto itself. For me, it's been like discovering an entirely new universe. Not just the millions of Americans who are locked up at any given day. I had a vague sense of that. But the humanity inside those walls has been a revelation. It shouldn't have been. But it was. 

I don't romanticize this population. Most have done horrible things. And I received a lot of training about boundaries, which I scrupulously respect. But once you've spent time there, you feel differently about your own life. The food on your table. Your movement. Your home. Download

I was just texting with my daughter, who this year will be preparing her first Thanksgiving dinner.  I'm sad she won't be home, but also excited to be walking her through the process. What a gift this is. What a gift our freedom is. 

I'm struggling to shake off the hours I spend inside those walls each week. But maybe I shouldn't try. Maybe they can help put my life into sharper focus.

 


Please Hold....For Your Mind

ImagesYour mind is very important to us. Please stay on the line and we will be with you shortly. La la la. Your mind is very important to us. Please stay on the line, and we will be with you shortly. La la la. Your mind is very important ....

Last night, on my birthday no less, I discovered that I have been reading the wrong book for my book group. This is a first. Sure, I've forgotten some of the books we've read - we've been together for 25 years. And it's true that our book group once picked a book that we'd already read. 

But this is the first time I've read THE WRONG BOOK. 

My kind husband had several excuses for me.

  1. We share a Kindle, and he was reading the book I mistakenly read, so it's natural I was mixed up.
  2. I am preoccupied. (What's new?)
  3. The titles were similar.                                                                            

Okay, but are they really?  The book I was supposed to read was "Disoriental." The book I was reading was "Asymmetry." Other than that they are one word, vague titles, I don't see the connection.

Sigh. Well, I'm liking "Asymmetry" and will finish it, but I have to start "Disoriental" or I won't be done in time for our next book group meeting. 

How appropriate. I'm both disoriented and asymmetrical these days.