What Crosses My Mind

  • Don’t Feel Sorry For A Teacher

    I run an immediate risk with teaching colleagues with such a title caught in the eye of the storm that is COVID-19. Our lives and the students we teach are forever changed, anyone, anywhere in the world will be impacted more directly than indirectly by this virus. We will all have to adjust to the…

  • 3AM

    A quiet shadow a new normal remember the names seemed abandoned souls when in the cloud of our lives their names forever etched in our mind, and now tonight I gave pause to a moment looked outside to see empty streets an occasional walker, sometime a couple hoping they together might escape the nightmare looms…

  • 11 AM

    It is when I read the news, the WHO releases numbers some refuse to hear, yet I am curious, if not a little scared.   I looked outside tonight, used to live on a quiet street, maybe three cars an hour, tonight, on a busy highway, a couple of cars, blocks apart, 8 PM, not…

  • The Sudden Nature of Touch

    I am in my quiet, the fortress of my own   isolation.   I’m doing everything right, six feet apart, wash your hands, clean your countertops, do the laundry, wear gloves at the gas station, (wait I didn’t, a week ago, what if … )   So many, wonders, what if, thank God I have…