Posts from the “Work” Category

Points

Posted on June 23, 2010

This is a bit off the beaten path as far as my writing usually goes here. I suppose it’s part guilt, part foreshadowing and a touch of focus-deficit. We moved. Kindergarten is over. Soldiers are dying. Young. I have this beautiful life with three daughters, a loving husband and ripples of family and friends that surround us. It is wonderfully complex. I think that this last absence from The Wink as we’ve moved and my timid twitching to come back has sprung from a need to honor each facet. One area that I don’t talk about too terribly much is work, other than perhaps to say that it is part of the equation that complicates my parenting (Ha! As if there is a scenario in…

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Ripples

Posted on May 21, 2009

I am still reeling a bit from the news. I keep thinking, “How long did they know?” “Did they know when I was giving my presentation?” “Did they know when he sent me that email?” “Did they know in the days that followed?” And then it twists and my pondering gets ugly. Angry. “Did they listen down the hall?” “Did they know before me?” “Do they feel bad?” I mean it’s ridiculous. The decision was made based on certain immutable facts. I have no business feeling resentment toward people that were not involved, or who at least had no say in the matter. But then the wicked side of me chirps, “Are you sure? Are you sure they didn’t throw your name out to…

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Go find an actress

Posted on May 8, 2009

Sean can tell the story better, but as he doggedly pursued me in the summer of ’99, taut abs rippling beneath a worn, white t-shirt, I spat something to the effect of, “Why don’t you go find yourself another crush, an apprentice or something.” At the Williamstown Theatre Festival many of the apprentices were indeed something, often in perky, little packages that made my not-so-tiny, not-so-perky self ever so insecure. This is not to disrespect those women at all, they were great. Seriously. I was just very taken aback by someone so easy on the eyes being so unabashedly into me. Fast forward 10 years and here we are, a little less taut, inexplicably perkier and together. Unabashedly. It took me a while, but…

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Grace is no small thing

Posted on February 21, 2009

A while back I wrote a post that prompted someone to write to me about a site called Grace in Small Things. She said that based on my post, it might be something I’d like to be a part of— a place where the focus stays on the things we can be grateful for, the beauty in a moment, the gratitude at the end of even the hardest day. Of course, in keeping with the frenetic pace of life and the scurrying to get on to the next thing with little thought of what gets caught in the wake, I forgot. I signed up, but didn’t post. Then something happened, some sort of reminder. I just left a little morsel, a sliver of something…

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