Oh yes, people. I’m going there. I’m going Bieber. And I can’t even belieber it. My dear friend Katie has been having a tough time lately with the question “What comes next?” In an email exchange yesterday, we talked about forever and never. And that made me remember this song and the fact that I’ve…
PPA
And just like that, I am Prufrock again
And would it have been worth it, after all, After the cups, the marmalade, the tea, Among the porcelain, some talk of you and me, Would it have been worth while, To have bitten off the matter with a smile, To have squeezed the universe into a ball To roll it towards some overwhelming question,…
Dedicated to Depression
Five years ago I read Elizabeth Gilbert’s Eat, Pray, Love with the kind of voracity and appetite I used once upon a time to devour Baby Sitter’s Club books. There was one passage in the memoir that really spoke to me the first time I read it. Gilbert is in Italy and she talks about…
My Postpartum Voice
I’m over at My Postpartum Voice talking about being a teacher. And having PPD. And how admitting that to a student was easier than telling him I blog. Important questions don’t always have answers. Go visit me, please!
This still makes me all giddy inside
You remember that I told you I’m a contributing writer at My Postpartum Voice, right? ::Squee:: I’m not sure how often I’ll be posting there or what topics I’ll cover as Lauren and I are still working all that out so I can’t give you a schedule yet, but I’m hoping that WordPress will have…