Author Archives: filinthegap
Pain
I’ve been weaning myself off of Hydrocodon, a powerful narcotic that relieves one’s body of pain. The doctor said to take it every four hours after the surgery and “as needed.” You realize its power only after it wears off, and … Continue reading
The Incredible Healing Power of Family, Friends, and Furry BFFs
And so it has come to pass that I have somewhat of a cancer, but it is at its nascent stage. Just enough to indulge my flair for the dramatic, but not enough for me to drop everything and start … Continue reading
Night of the Living Moms
Parenting, joyful as it is, can be an exhausting, and at times, a zombifying enterprise– particularly when you’re a mother who insists on having an identity beyond mom, mama, nanay, madre, who feels the need to create art, build your … Continue reading
Vanity
As it turned out I am more vain and selfish than Angelina Jolie, who had both breasts mastectomized when she found out she has the breast cancer gene. Never mind if her divine bosom showed no sign of cancer. Meanwhile, I … Continue reading
On dying and other concerns after 50
My brother met his untimely demise June 30. Two days after his wife’s birthday and ten days before his 57th birthday. Not that there is such a thing as a timely demise. I don’t even know where that idiom came … Continue reading
Fostering
When a child comes to you, you are mistaken to think you have a choice. He has chosen you, the way kitty cats rub their noses against your face while you lay asleep to leave a scent that says, “you … Continue reading
Faculty Development
(Wrote this little poem in honor of faculty development week. Yeah right. Enjoy ;-)!!!!) And when one faculty is developed, What happens to the rest? Do they whither and crack like dry hay Turn into tumbleweeds Quietly roll in the … Continue reading
The village, not the state
It takes a village to raise a child, or so the cliche goes. And I believe this saying with all my heart, using it unsparingly to remind teachers, principals, and camp counselors that kicking a child out for misbehaving is … Continue reading
Kuto!!!!
I had a feeling he had them when I saw his hair — so dry and mangy, like he hadn’t washed it in days. We had told him to shampoo his hair, then so beautiful and wavy, like Luis’s was … Continue reading
