An Open Letter to Wanda’s Mother

Dear Wanda’s Mother: Your daughter was nine weeks old when I met her. Her name was Caramel then, but I quickly decided that was too saccharine (I know, you didn’t choose it), and changed it to Wanda: a name I felt more appropriate for the confident, sociable, and strong young lady that I intended to … Continue reading An Open Letter to Wanda’s Mother

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Teaching What We Need, Because We Have To

“Well, I think anyone driven toward a lot of self-reflection is a little crazy,” he said as we left the theater and started to the bar. I agreed. Then I reflected. “I mean, I’m driven toward a lot of self-reflection,” I said. I paused, then laughed. “And it does make me feel crazy sometimes.” “Totally,” … Continue reading Teaching What We Need, Because We Have To