Love Is Not A Marriage

We dreaded it. From the moment the words slipped from his lips there was gnashing of teeth and long-suffering: Mandatory team-building. Sweet Christmas. They told us to bring snacks and wear comfortable clothing. They told us to be prepared for inclement weather and outdoor activity. They didn't share what the activities were or what kind and how … Continue reading Love Is Not A Marriage

On Groceries, Racism, and Relationships: I’m not making two trips

On Racism I’ve only been called a nigger twice, both times in Chicago. It’s one of the things that sold him on Texas. He’d expected much worse, and had been through more in Jersey. We were trying to pick a place where we could settle down and, in time, raise children. Texas was off the … Continue reading On Groceries, Racism, and Relationships: I’m not making two trips

Adult Education: Part 1, Old Dogs

Adult Education is a difficult field. It is heavily regulated and heavily scrutinized. Funding is scarce so service providers—that might collaborate—compete instead. Performance measures are often at odds with students’ learning goals, individual needs, and personal struggles. Contract requirements are as nuanced and detailed as local statutes and federal law. State regulations are revered and … Continue reading Adult Education: Part 1, Old Dogs

What Is Love (Nobody, not even the rain has such small hands)

I didn’t know if I believed in faith. It seemed rather convenient and opaque. It seemed woefully insufficient and simultaneously vague. I had an intellectual appreciation for its usefulness, but an (unintentional) emotional detachment. Almost ten years ago I became a member of a multi-ethnic, intentionally diverse, community church. It was situated in a racially … Continue reading What Is Love (Nobody, not even the rain has such small hands)