Author Archives: heather

Happy Thanksgiving! Greetings from Sink’s Grove, West Virginia, where the moon shines bright and the bulls roam free. Kevin found a small farmhouse for us for a few days and it’s so nice to have a new view. From every window, we see nothing but rolling green hills, cows, puffy clouds and hay bales. WeContinue reading “Thanksgiving II”

Halloween 2020 didn’t happen for a lot of kids, but it did in Cabin John. Lots of social distancing, contactless picking up of treats on tables, and, appropriately, mask wearing. It was awesome, considering. Events turned darker than expected personally, but it was a treat having family and friends with us to celebrate, including parents,Continue reading “It was a Dark and Stormy Night”

It took a lot of back and forthing to make a plan and execute it, but we did, and like clowns from a car, Bridget, Justine, Mom and Doug popped off a Southwestern airplane to visit us on the East Coast. Everyone stayed well, knock on wood, in spite of plane neighbors not wearing masksContinue reading “Big Trip, Biggar Fun”

I really appreciate Tatum’s concern for justice and her willingness to speak truth and speak up for what’s good. I hope the legacy of RBG endures and gives my lion-natured, social butterfly, beautiful, live-in-the-moment daughter all the opportunities she deserves and support she needs to survive being an adolescent girl in the 2020s. I can’tContinue reading ““We’ll Make Tiny Changes in Your Honor””

Written for the Redeemer Spirit, October 2020 edition. I guess this is a year for zooming in, as it were, on the ugly. I just read a good book that makes me zoom in on some of my experiences with race. Going to Bethesda-Chevy Chase High School in the 1980s was supposedly a progressive experience;Continue reading “Instructions for Unmaking Hate”

“When you are a kid, everything is new. You don’t know what’s under each rock, or up the creek. So, you look. You notice because you need to. The world is new. This, I believe, is why time moves slowly as a child–why school days creep by and summer breaks stretch on. Your brain isContinue reading “Looking Under Rocks and the Importance of Travel”

Late May was always the best part of the year. School was almost over, my birthday was coming, the weather was indescribably inviting, you could feel the freedom just around the corner that waited for you. You knew backyard barbecues, clay courts, mourning doves, lightning bugs, Arnold Palmers and long, lazy days of chill timeContinue reading “The Jellyfish Problem and How to Solve It”