My Grandpa

The hardest part was not my grandfather’s death this past Saturday, but the week before. Specifically, a Friday morning, after M. had a speech therapy appointment and we decided to visit the hospital before heading home. Grandpa was awake when we walked in, and perhaps it was my bias as a mother, but I felt as…

What If We Could All Go to School Outside?

A little more background about me: I’m a teacher. Specifically, I teach adult education. I help folks who, generally, are trying to get a high school credential, either through taking classes and making up credits they missed in high school, or by helping them prepare for the HiSET (another version of the GED that the…