I've always loved the moon, and I'm not sure of any particular reason why. It represents many things. Sleep, space, exploration, possibility, competition, sharing, adventure, a wave rushing past my toes and sinking me further into the sand. The moon is the place where footprints don't disappear. It is the calm beacon in the sky, … Continue reading Calm.
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Waffles.
I'm not sure why, but waffles are one of those things that seem to make kids happy. The week following a time change is brutal for families and my boys have been dragging out of bed, groggily sitting down, still wrapped in their blankets. They can make their own food in the morning, but many … Continue reading Waffles.
When animals love us.
I’ve felt for quite some time that God gave us dogs to help us feel the things inside we need to grow, stretch, and breath again. Dogs have a way of reaching into our hearts and giving us strength to wake up and live. They do not need us as wild animals have proven time … Continue reading When animals love us.
Dish Jenga.
Apparently, the dishes needed more surface area exposed to dry more efficiently. I guess this is technically true, but in doing so, my son left me a Jenga game, precariously balanced on our kitchen table.
Feed the monster.
Books are amazing and libraries are wonderful, but they aren't the extraordinary ones. Media specialists are the bees, flitting and humming, buzzing around and touching here and there, always helping people in the garden of words and letters know which ones taste best and just right for them. They make something ordinary feel like a … Continue reading Feed the monster.
Salty Jesus.
At the time, some Pharisees came and told him, “Go, get out of here! Herod wants to kill you!” He said to them, “Go tell that fox, ‘Look! I’m driving out demons and performing healings today and tomorrow, and on the third day I will complete my work.’ Yet I must travel today, tomorrow and … Continue reading Salty Jesus.
For me?
He's eating a chocolate croissant and reading a book. Obviously, Bella believes if she stares hard enough the crumbs he drops will be from her powers alone.
Little fires.
There are days when my house is like the deep end of a pool and I’ve been treading and I’m tired and I sink, just a little bit more as my arms grow weary. We have a couch, destroyed by children, dogs, and time, with ripped upholstery and what likely seems like an infinity of … Continue reading Little fires.
Learning the names I should have been taught, part 3.
Any time I see the word parish in a news report, I typically assume that something religious or something related to my state of birth is being referenced. I felt no surprise seeing the words parish, Ku Klux Klan, and deputy in the same paragraph. Nor was I aghast that a parish deputy in Louisiana … Continue reading Learning the names I should have been taught, part 3.
I am Madam President.
Yesterday, I shared a couple of experiences that greatly influenced the way I think and act. One of those experiences referenced the importance of representation. It wasn’t until sitting to watch an Xavier Riddle movie with my kids that I realized personally how deeply impacted I was by representation in politics. I knew from the … Continue reading I am Madam President.
Beka Tucker 