Just sharing my thoughts and stories…
Are you watching Grace and Frankie...on Netflix?
I love this show...I am watching the final season. Laughing and crying...and dreading the last episode because I know it is over.
This season there is a running gag of Grace not being able to get off the toilet or the sofa.
Let me tell you a story.
There were too many times that I would notice a student at the back of the class...head down...the occasional wiping of a tear...the body position of someone in emotional distress. Unfortunately, it happened frequently enough that I came to recognize these students. Gay students, deep in the closet, completely terrified...and desperate to find an answer to their inner conflict.
I fell asleep last night thinking about my morning coffee...now I am having my morning coffee thinking about dinner. Welcome to my brain spin-cycle.
People often comment that I am quick wit. And, I suppose I am...born out of necessity and the need to protect myself.
I was bullied from the start.
Great memories of 2019. Hopes for 2020. So...cheers...here's to 2020...more laughter, more equality, more tolerance, and less ignorance (interpreted as fewer Republicans in office).
I truly don’t understand.
I don’t understand the hatred that is pointed at people who are different. If you are not straight, white, and well off…apparently you don’t matter. Apparently you are worthy of ridicule, harassment, and worse.
I think that is ignorant…
Whatever you are celebrating today, I hope you enjoy yourself.
Blood family...chosen family...it is all family.
I went to college at Texas State University...when I was there it was called Southwest Texas State University. I was a Communication Studies Major...and Theatre Minor.
She was a Theatre Major. And she was a goddess.
I have been thinking a lot lately about all the years I spent teaching at Texas State University. I really love teaching. Who knows? It may come back to me some day.
