One morning in May I came into work to discover that every file that I’d saved from the previous seven months had been deleted from my computer. Later that morning the principal made an announcement to teachers to back up…
A Few of My Favorite Things
One of the main reasons why I decided to leave classroom teaching was because no matter how hard I tried to balance work with free time, my teaching duties always trumped everything else. Even when I was able to carve…
Books, Boxes, and Boston Accents
I was thirteen when I first realized that the rest of the English speaking world didn’t talk like me.
Falling for Four-Legged Friends
For most of my life I told others that I was allergic to cats and dogs. It was a story I’d turned into truth, convincing myself most of all with this matter-of-fact declaration. It wasn’t until my late twenties that…
Where Nobody Knows Your Name
July 5, 2015, my car packed full, I set out for a city I’d seen only in pictures, to a place where no one would know my name. I had no job waiting for me, no safety net, only the…
Asheville’s River Arts District
Located between Downtown and West Asheville, the River Arts District transforms what was once an industrial zone into an inspirational space for artists and their work.
Day Trip to Black Mountain, North Carolina
Nestled beside the Blue Ridge Mountains, just minutes from the more popular Asheville, North Carolina, Black Mountain is the perfect place to spend a weekend day strolling around shops or lounging by a lake.
Walking in the Rain (or Sleeping in the Airport)
A year ago, before Memoir of a Meanderer came into existence when I was still mulling over what to call my collection of writings that had yet to be written, on a day much like today when the dark skies…
Protected: How I Ended Up in the Back of a Police Cruiser
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Finding My Voice
Learning to sing has been on my list of life experiences for years. This was the year that I finally broke down my barrier of self-consciousness and signed up for a retreat that promised participants would find their “true voice”…