Look Up Not Over
A fateful camping trip taught me to overcome the toxic habit of comparison.
A fateful camping trip taught me to overcome the toxic habit of comparison.
Part 1: whole wheat bread and happiness Sitting in our tree house with my bare feet dangling in a mellow Arizona breeze, the aroma of whole wheat bread reached my six-year-old nose and I scampered down with hopes of Mom sparing me the end of a loaf, spread with butter and drizzled with honey. My [...]
5th grade: I receive the prestige of the fast reading group. I accept this honor as if I had been expecting it all along. My eleven-year-old mind doesn't analyze how I went from struggling to thriving. I don't wonder about the years I spent in remedial reading. I don't stop to thank my mother for homeschooling [...]
What happens when I ask a ten year-old boy to memorize a Beethoven Sonatina? A patient piano teacher combined with daily practice teach him to break the music down, line by line, measure by measure, until the impossible is accomplished. Beethoven rings through our house. I feel like I'm watching my child grow wings. On [...]