Red's Wrap
Happiness. It's relative.
Tag: gratitude
Reward
There were four glasses half-filled with water sitting on the half-moon table in the studio like the previous interviewees had to leave in a hurry and no one was around to bus the table. I poured what was left in the water pitcher into… Continue Reading “Reward”
Gifted
I had resolved to be spare, to be modest in my wants, to be basic in a place of indulgence. But one thing I wanted with all my heart on this odd cruise to Cozumel with an old friend was to swim in the… Continue Reading “Gifted”
Find Her: A Reflection on Lion
I don’t give advice to adoptive parents. I don’t tell them what I know or even what I suspect. I keep my mouth shut. It used to be that I figured their experiences would be different and, indeed, everyone’s experiences are different. Easy or… Continue Reading “Find Her: A Reflection on Lion”
Sunday
What an enormous relief to sit on my front lawn with my dogs. A week of worry ends on a sunny day that asks nothing more of me than to sit on the grass and look up at a very blue sky. An old… Continue Reading “Sunday”
One Beautiful Bird
Today was remarkable for having taken this picture of a perfect sea gull, his feathers slightly ruffled, and the light casting the thinnest shadow of his legs, shadows that look like someone took a very sharp #2 pencil and drew shadows where they would… Continue Reading “One Beautiful Bird”
Mama’s Baby Robot
My implant is live. I am now part of cochlear nation. It’s two weeks to the day since my cochlear implant surgery. The magnet inside my head just sitting there all lonely met its match today. When it did, and the audiologists activated the… Continue Reading “Mama’s Baby Robot”
Scrapbook
Go ahead, I said to myself. Pull over and take a picture of yourself in your old convertible with the top down on November 5th. Never mind what passers-by think. The truck driver backing into a driveway, the long-haired man walking his Dalmatian, their… Continue Reading “Scrapbook”
Walking with the Sun on My Face
Here are my ten thoughts about the world today. 1. Sometimes I miss carrying people but it’s nice to swing my arms when I walk and have no worries. 2. I had lost touch with how intensely self-conscious my Nicaraguan children sometimes were in… Continue Reading “Walking with the Sun on My Face”
Snow Door | wisconsinacademy.org
Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “At the Breakfast Bar” on WUWM Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “The Parish Hall,” on WUWM Lake Effect
“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
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