Lori Wald

LAST TIME

The other day, I opened the kitchen drawer to grab a sheet of leftover newspaper that I use to cover my kitchen counter from splatters and noticed I was down to my last sheet. I can’t get an actual newspaper delivered to my home anymore. There are no carriers in my neighborhood. I remember spreading …

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Identities

We create our stories, we repeat our stories, we believe our stories. Joel told me he’s not the kind of person to punch his fist through a wall when he’s aggravated. He’s a department chair at a university and if you’ve ever met a university department chair, they’re pretty accustomed to wading around in politically …

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Not my Type

In the latter part of the last century, there was a story going around about a woman law student in the graduating class before me who was asked whether she knew how to type in a job interview. Back in the days before we had computers, the internet and ChatGPT, there were typewriters, machines with …

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Memory Matters

I’ve been thinking a lot about my memories —the silly ones I retain, the important ones I don’t have access to any longer. It haunts me. The memories wash up like unremarkable and practically identical seashells on the shore, cluttered together with no apparent rhyme or reason. I can’t distinguish one from another or where …

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Snow Day

There’s a technique for teaching mindfulness meditation to children that involves shaking up a snow globe and then watching it slowly slowly settle down. There are lots of variations on this exercise which include having the kids jump up and down like crazy, notice, sit still, notice again. The metaphor of the snow globe is …

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