Confessions of a future librarian: I have not read the Harry Potter series. Most of my adult life, it's been a glaring gap in my cultural knowledge, but something I've mostly been able to successfully socially navigate. That is, until I began a Master of Library and Information Science program last year. Because there is… Continue reading My Harry Potter shame
(Knowing what I know, Part 2) “Knowing what you know about Alzheimer’s disease, what do you do differently in your own life?” I wrote in a previous post about my initial response to this question that was recently posed to me, and continue here with Part 2 of my answer: regular exercise. No, there is… Continue reading Resisting my resistance
When I started this blog, I promised those that I was leaving behind on Facebook and Instagram that I'd keep it updated with photos of Norma, and I'm here to make good on that promise. "How's Norma?" is the question I am usually asked first when I run into people I haven't seen in a… Continue reading How’s Norma?
"Short is the life we lead, and small our patch of earth." ~ Marcus Aurelius Being near to death is an important feature of my life. I don't mean seeking death-defying adventure or engaging in risky behavior. Far from it. I am terrified on Ferris wheels. I'm not looking to hasten my own death. Rather,… Continue reading Friends with death benefits
I recently returned from my first American Library Association (ALA) conference, with a pad full of notes, a bag full of books, and a head full of ideas. I'm still early in my MLIS studies and don't work in a library - so why spend a week of precious PTO attending a library conference? Firstly,… Continue reading ALA Seattle recap
If you encountered someone in the grocery store checkout line struggling to communicate or to make their purchase, would you try to help? Would you know how to help? If you saw a person in your neighborhood who appeared confused or disoriented, would you intervene? What would you say? And how would you say it?… Continue reading Let’s be Friends
On this day twenty years ago, I became a marathoner. A runner since childhood, I'd tried training for my first marathon in my early twenties, but got injured and had to stop. By the time that hamstring was fully rehabbed I was knee-deep in grad school and holding down two jobs, but I was anxious… Continue reading Cheers to twenty years
"If you wait, everyone gets tired and the glittery gifts people carry will mostly be tossed aside just so they can cross the finish line." - Amy Bloom, White Houses I've just returned from a too-short long weekend in California's Central Coast with two of my favorite humans. While some glittery friends and relationships have… Continue reading Las super ricas
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