Stage Four Racism and the Truth about Love

He loves me between his smiles and contagious giggles. The brown guy in front of me wrinkles his nose and anger passes through his eyes, the anger he’s absorbed all day. I squeeze his arm. He flinches. How did I forget he cannot bear the gentle touch I offer after a long day? I’ve encouraged…

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Ten Minutes and A World Away

It’s an odd feeling, knowing that someone who lives ten minutes away from you has a life so different from yours. I began volunteering at a legal center on the west side of Chicago while I was studying to be a psychologist. I wanted to participate in the holistic work that this program was doing.…

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The First Duty of Love

Thinking back now, I don’t know what I expected. In my mind, mountaintops are noisy places. Wind, weather, rumbling rock, calling birds, not to mention a whole team of women who had just achieved their goal of summiting the tallest freestanding mountain to the world about to shout peace and pray protection for our sisters.

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Pie On My Face

“What are you going to do with an empty nest?”  “Will you downsize?” “The house will be so quiet now!” “You are going to miss your kids…” The day was fast approaching when a new season would begin for my husband, our daughter, and me. Friends had shared their genuine concern. When I scheduled a…

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