I fully own that I am proud of the way I parented when R and O were young. We had a vibrant and engaging life that stretched us intellectually and socially and kept us really bonded together. I’m glad of that. It made the abject poverty bearable. Once they were both in school it’s a […]

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It’s A Small Mormon World

Here’s a fun story: When I was 14 years old Juneau was not yet a stake. As a district we didn’t have our patriarch, and the nearest one would have been in Anchorage. But one day word came through that a woman from Juneau would be traveling with her father who had come to visit. […]

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Iris

A week ago we got a kitten. While we’ve had a lizard for two years getting a cat was a pretty big departure from our pet-less lives. The cat was both a long, drawn out thing and a total impulse. We’ve had a leopard gecko for two years. He’s awesome and easy and we love […]

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Developing Immunity

Whenever the foot soldiers of my immune system show up to work they send everyone else home. “Go to sleep,” they kindly offer. (What they mean is stay out of our way and let us work.) So while I complete my transition from human to walking 5G tower I’m going to be over here taking […]

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Subconscious Messaging

Last night I had a dream that I had a complete nervous breakdown and ended up in Hawaii with only the clothes on my back a the kindness of strangers. No phone. Nowhere to stay. No plan. The funny thing is, I didn’t think I’d been all that stressed out lately.

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O Divine Redeemer

Covid has presented me with several silver linings. One that came with a surprise was the discovery that I had never played an Easter solo (always accompanying, usually choirs.) It was a truly special experience to prepare this piece, taking myself through the final days or Christ’s life, and through some of my own dark […]

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On Embodiment

“You’ve got good childbearing hips,” the ladies said to me as I stood there in the shade, a baby on my hip. I think I was 8 years old. I could have been older but I was certainly prepubescent. Who says that to a child? I’m sure she was trying to compliment me on my […]

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Self

Does anyone else look at their children’s naturally-derived sense of self and wonder what kind of monster can go through life without debilitating anxiety? Just me? Cool. Cool cool cool.

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