Here we are at the end of April already–the end of the year’s first trimester, as it were–and I find myself needing another check-in with the blogging goals I set for myself back in…
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I’m not a native Texan. I arrived in San Antonio fifteen years ago this summer, prepared to take on my first full-time gig as a professor and thinking I’d stay only as long as…
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The poet T.S. Eliot called April “the cruelest month.” He wasn’t a professor, so he couldn’t have known how very accurate those words are for those of us who work in higher education, but…
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As we wrap up this week before Easter, I’ve had the chance to see both of my children–one of them for a few hours, the other for the entirety of his Easter break from…
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Over the weekend I read this post by an author on Medium who identifies herself only as Your Fat Friend. The post itself details the kind of anxiety experienced by a “person of size”…
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Spring semester is always difficult for me, and I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s because fall semester is the start of a school year, so everyone is a little more energetic–and spring is when…
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Hello, all. You know who you are–you’re the folks who read my blog posts but don’t write blogs of your own. I want you to know that this post is just for you. (Bloggers,…