I am nearing the end of my time with a houseful of teenagers but I gotta tell you —
I love nothing more than a houseful of teenagers.
Passionate, hilarious, surprising, honest, full of love.
I’ll take ’em every chance I can…
They talk like they sing
No lyrics or liner notes
but with perfect pitch
We went to a backyard Seder on Friday night and tomorrow’s Easter. Plus, spring! Tis the ecumenical season of reflection and new starts.
Like an egg, waiting
I am more than a tough shell
I’m tender and bright!
Scissors like blue crabs
snip snip snip relentlessly
until my hair’s gone
I used to dread Texas summers but I’ve been here long enough now (nearly half my life?!?!) that I welcome them. The heat. The water. The freedom.
From the ground: water!
Like magic, this bright surprise
makes everyone shriek
Tonight we begin our two-weeks of time with Joy, a Nigerian teenager visiting the University of Texas for a leadership conference. This is her first time to leave her home country, and we could not be more flattered or excited to be her hosts. Other than her supreme skepticism of our dog, we’ve gotten off to a truly sweet start.
A friendship made fast
Harry Potter and hot tea
Why is peace so hard?