I’ve heard stories about the infamous Tony Robbins, but have never purchased one of his books nor had any desire to go to one of his seminars. It’s not because I felt I wouldn’t like him necessarily, but because I have my own ways of dealing with problems, coping with life’s issues, and for feeling empowered. I don’t have a desire to change those ways quite yet. I believe in the old adage, “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.” But, I went to bed early last night to try to fight off a cold…Continue
Marriage is tricky. Love is complicated. And not complicated. It’s the uncomplicated kind that I miss the most. The kind of love that made everything else disappear. You remember it, or you might be in it now. I remember falling in love, especially during a cold, Chicago winter. It was the best thing in the world. I remember waking up on a freezing February morning, next to that warm skin, under blankets, safe. It didn’t matter how expensive the blankets were, or where we…Continue
My Dear Friend,
I’m writing because I can’t seem to reconcile the controversies I’ve been seeing in the news about police brutality, violence against police, Black Lives Matter, All Lives Matter, black, white. Especially here in “Chi-raq,” these issues have a palpable presence. I took the time to look into the Black Lives Matter movement and I’ve been following the stories in the news as often as time allows. It is about fighting racism and police brutality, to give a voice to…Continue
My four-year-old daughter, and younger of the two, recently started her official preschool at the child care center. I was informed by one of the teachers that she would now have homework on Mondays and Tuesdays. Mondays will be writing practice with the alphabet, two pages of it, and Tuesdays, “math practice,” or writing of numbers, two pages of them.
My husband and I are both from the South Side of Chicago, which is not renowned for its production of great thinkers, but we…Continue
Dear Writing Community,
Since this is my first blog post on Our Salon, I thought I’d begin with an introduction to tell you a bit about who I am and why I’m here. I’m a 42-year-old teacher of English and English as a Second (or foreign) Language, native Chicagoan, and mother of two young daughters. When I started out, I went to Columbia College in Chicago to become a writer. I took fiction classes, journalism classes, and writing for the theater. I graduated in ’99 believing that…Continue