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Millennial Life: General Curb Appeal
You can never know who is behind the door, but you try to take the cues from the yard. There are the homes with the porch add-ons you know were made by weekend warriors. You see the American-flavored decor or the lack of any personalization with patches of dead grass. I always appreciate an overabundance of gnomes because of the mismatched ...Read more
Milllennial Life: The Garden of Life
One of the most desirable examples of magic from the "Harry Potter" series wasn't a spell. It was the Time-Turner, a necklace with which one could reverse time by twirling an hourglass. This was how the studious character Hermione could attend multiple classes at one time; her intellect wouldn't be hampered by something as silly as there being ...Read more
Millennial Life: The Questions of Freedom
My son apologized for not being part of the planning committee in his first-grade class. During the lockdown, some of the others gathered together to decide what they would do if the shooter came into their classroom, and how they might be able to fight back. My son told me he had sat holding hands with another little girl and cried instead.
A ...Read more
Millennial Life: The Fabric of a Community
In the last few weeks, I've been getting more informed about my city, meeting different people and learning how many people are connected by these invisible lines of social connection. I've also found in which ways obvious things aren't connected.
Last week, during my city's Parks and Recreation Advisory Board meeting (a board I've sat on for ...Read more
Millennial Life: One Day at a Time, One Year Later
In a year, the only real dicey interaction came during dinner with a parent of my kids' friend. He offered wine. I declined, lifting the water glass to indicate it was enough. A little later came another offer. Then another. Then he pointedly asked, "But, you do drink, right?" I told him that I had drunk enough.
And that's the truth. ...Read more
Millennial Life: Punching Through to the Other Side
There had been struggles to get him to taekwondo, especially during the summer. He had some actual reasons to skip out, like a fantastic case of tonsillitis. And, when the car thermometer read around 105 degrees, there might have been a time or two that a mom override might have happened. But he slowly started to lose enthusiasm on his own, ...Read more
Building a Better Future by Telling a Different Story
The two young welders were told to show me around as I interviewed them. They showed me the stairs they welded together in the big construction bay. One asked me if I knew the guardrails near one of the new grocery stores, ones that would keep cars from driving into the arroyo as they came down a hill. I told him I did.
"Every time I see them ...Read more
Millennial Life: The Days of a Goodest Girl in New Mexico
My husband found her on Craigslist. Maybe the owner was a veteran, or maybe just wore camo pants; my memory isn't the freshest. What we did know is that he got the dog before learning that his apartment complex didn't allow animals. He tearfully asked us to take care of her, send a picture or two, and after we gave him 50 bucks, he trotted away....Read more
Millennial Life: The Flashes of Authenticity
It took me a few seconds to realize what I saw at the base of the trees surrounding the party's venue. It was the light of fireflies, blinking on and off as they hovered through the brush. I had never seen them before, and I was struck by the magic of the place created at the base of the trees and not back at the party, where the music was loud ...Read more
Millennial Life: Eyeing the Winds Blowing From the Perfect Storm
It was a morning misting sprinkle that I jogged through to get into the gym. It's a welcome change to feel in a desert, to be able to choose to step out into the rain or not.
The gym is one room in a space otherwise filled with more generic office spaces. My trainer and I started the warm-ups when we noticed the moaning underneath the stairs ...Read more
Millennial Life: A Touch of Humanity Might Start with a Hug
One of my favorite things my son does is assume that my lap is still an automatic place for him to belong. Especially in the mornings, bleary-eyed and clutching a worn stuffed seal, he'll put his leg on the bottom rung of my chair to signal his arrival, and I have to quickly get a last gulp of coffee down before I slide the cup out of the way on...Read more