First: An explanation:
In high school, my senior English teacher was a guy named Bruce (we called him by his first name – I went to a pretty progressive high school). I just Googled him and learned that he is now a well-published poet and a professor. He was an amazing teacher, and I was lucky to have him. What I remember most about his class was that every week, he had us write and bring to class a Thursday Paragraph. Your Thursday Paragraph could be (and usually was) scribbled out just before class or be the product of long deliberation the week before. It was one paragraph – not longer than a hand-written notebook page – and could be on any topic of your choosing. Bruce would read our paragraphs aloud for the first 15 minutes of class, and although I was shy, I remember the pride I felt in having my words read aloud. Read more
We took BabyC camping for the first time a few days ago. We hadn’t been camping since I was 20 weeks pregnant, at which point I was already too uncomfortable to be sleeping on the hard ground. Before my pregnancy though, Husband and I did a lot of outdoor exploration together – hiking, camping, climbing, backpacking. Being outdoors together grew our relationship in the early days and strengthened it as the years went by. There is nothing like being out together on a multi-pitch climb up a rock face, just the two of you, to erase any doubt that you trust the other person wholly and completely. And nothing quite like tackling all the tasks of setting up a camp and getting a one-pot dinner cooked after a long day of backpacking to make you glad you are on the same team. These experiences have shaped who we are as friends and as husband and wife.
But now we have a baby in the mix. There are no more multi-pitch climbing expeditions or long backpacking trips in our near future. That’s the way it is, we thought. We’ll make do with car-camping. I was excited about the trip. Read more