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Quote of the Week
When parents talk about having a child who is ill or struggling, nonparents often take the wrong message. They think, Thank God I was spared all that pain. If I can’t order up the precise specifications for my child, the condition in which he emerges, the choices he’ll make, if I can’t be assured that he’ll skirt the dangers that await him, maybe it’s better not to have children at all.
Those of us who know the airless terror of the 10 steps between the second you first glimpse your child’s surgeon through the glass doors and the moment he’s standing in front of you, delivering the verdict—we don’t think this way. Each time one of ours is ill or in pain, we think, Thank God I am here for him.
Source: Abigail Shrier, The Free Press
Posted: 2025 Oct 10Music of the Week
Our politics probably vary, but I expect that we all hope for the hostages to come home, for all the killing to stop, and for a better life for all people in the region.
Photo Memory of the Week
Blog Memory of the Week
Category Archives: Photos of Built Stuff
Damn Wow Hey
Time well spent in a parking lot. Continue reading
Posted in Appreciating Deeply, Photos of Built Stuff
Tagged Miscellany, Reflections, Trains & Boats & Planes
12 Comments
For Again
It’s harder than it looks to rewrite a hymn. Continue reading
Paddle-Boat Face
Mama was right. Continue reading
Posted in Laughing Frequently, Photos of Built Stuff, Photos of Faces
Tagged Pareidolia, Reflections
6 Comments
And Fly Away
Let me be clear. Continue reading
Posted in Feeling Clearly, Laughing Frequently, Photos of Built Stuff, Photos of Flora
Tagged Weather
10 Comments
Mill Avenue Bridges, Tempe – Part 2
Sometimes you can go home again. Continue reading
Posted in Appreciating Deeply, Photos of Built Stuff
Tagged Bridges, Reflections, Sunrises and Sunsets
11 Comments
Mill Avenue Bridges, Tempe
Another checkmark. Continue reading
Gee Ah Met Tree
Simple shapes, simple photos. Continue reading
Gas Station
I mean, how does this work? No, if you can explain it in optical terms, please don’t. Continue reading
Walterdale Bridge at Night
The construction is done. The old bridge is gonzo, and the pedestrian walkway curving along the side of the new roadbed is complete. The construction site is no more: landscaped grass and lombardy poplars (or something like them) have taken … Continue reading