Traditionally, the New Year is a time for resolutions to change or improve oneself or one’s situation. This year, I am flying in the face of tradition and rather than resolving to “improve” myself, I am saying goodbye to things with the intention of making space for others. Goodbye to being defined by a number. ...
Tag: #survivingthepandemic
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I wrote this poem about 10 weeks into the pandemic. As a nursing home administrator, the past two years have been an exercise in survival. So much uncertainty. So much fear. So much grief. In the early days, it seemed as though every day (sometimes every hour) brought about some catastrophic news or event. We...


