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Tin – one year later

It’s one of the most amazing things in life to watch your child grow up. Tin 2012 vs Tin 2013 – Summer in Spain 1) gets his own milk and water out of the fridge and even brought a glass to me 2) ridiculous (still) about his clothes and what he wears – crazed lunatic more like it – but he dresses himself for the most part 3) said he was “passed Louis Armstrong” and…

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Outline of a trip

1) First week sick with a virus – visit to clinic – antibiotics, pain meds. 2) Second week it’s Levante, which means the winds are from the east and cause the sand on the beach to pelt you with what feels like tiny pieces of glass; it is so hot you can’t move and there is no a/c; and there is a pressure system that makes you feel like you are carrying around a ball…

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Relationships are …

I was driven to the airport by a friend who had come back to the U.S. suddenly in crisis – she had sublet her apartment, gone out of the country to be with her boyfriend and secured a number of gigs while there. Then it blew up. I arrived in Spain to learn that my dear friend was leaving her partner after twenty years as he wrestled with whether there was love left. I arrived…

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Tikkun Olam

Tikkun olam is a Hebrew phrase for “healing the world” – I’m reading Rodger Kamenetz’s The Jew in The LotusĀ in order to take a break from tome after tome about racism in this country. Tikkun olam gives me hope that any work done dismantling racism is worthwhile because it is a belief that the world can actually heal. Yesterday, I had a lunch date set up with a newly met colleague from Chicago who was…

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The future I am dreaming

I learned a few minutes ago that new friends of mine lost their son in a tragic swimming accident on Saturday. You end the week on Friday and wake on Saturday to learn the world has changed, shifted, morphed into a sadness from which there is no return. The better part of my weekend was spent filtering out the gnawing feeling of tentativeness – in other words, my sanity. I’m faced with the harsh reality…

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