That when I started the birthday fundraiser for The Refugee Development Center, the first two donors would be past students. They are generous grownups doing awesome things in the world now, but it still made me feel like they'd raided their piggy banks. (Overall, we made just over $1000 for the 117 new refugee families in Lansing whose funding for resettlement has been cut by the federal government. Not nearly enough for even one family, but there's another fundraiser today, and I know we're going to do all it takes.)That I'd find, pick up, and LOVE a romance called Red, White and Royal Blue. It's a pre-pandemic publication in an alternative universe and a very different D.C.; the repartee is wicked and the politics are comfortingly woke. (Yes, I'm reclaiming "woke".)
That Nu would have so much fun hearing my old Oxford escapades and early teaching milestones. "Tell me more" is not something Nu says to me very often! I think their favorite story was about D who came out to me and asked if they could come out in class because it felt like a safe place and they wanted to hear themselves speak their truth out loud. (This happened nearly a decade ago, but D was on my mind because they reached out to wish me for my birthday last week.)
That I would go around telling everyone that I was so glad I didn't have a fall this winter and then promptly fall--but at least I don't seem to have hurt myself seriously.
That my favorite uncle and aunt would call me to caution me about a talk I'm giving on campus this week about the Rhetorics of Resistance to the Trump administration (they learned about it from my Facebook post). It came from a place of love and I was very patient, but I giggled when they said something about me not being white. (I know!!)
That I would not miss Amazon Prime, Whole Foods, or Target in the least. J canceled her Prime, and that inspired me to cancel too. (We'd canceled it once before but caved during the pandemic.) I've been off Target for nearly two months at this point? With some adjustment, Costco and the supermarket have been able to supply all our needs.
Pic: L and I walked over to the Indian buffet place for a belated birthday lunch (brunch actually, given today's DST change). Going to the Indian buffet for a birthday celebration has kind of become our thing. We're usually walking or hiking and bundled up against the cold, so we needed to document ourselves in our fancy shawls on this lovely day.
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So many great things here, Maya, I can hardly know where to begin. I love that Nu wants to hear all your stories. That feels so special! It's great when the kids want to know more about us as people. It feels like a big milestone in maturity.
Nice.
How nice that you are still in touch with so many former students. (I am in touch with just one, from the 2001-02 school year. She's a dentist now, with three kids, and her kids go to the same preschool mine did).
North read that book and we all watched the movie.
I love hearing about Nu's interest in stories from your life! Hearing "tell me more" feels so good! I love your aunt and uncle's concern for their dear niece, but I hate that they have to be concerned for you!
A birthday lunch/brunch at an Indian buffet sounds wonderful!!
These are important lights in your life right now. I'm glad you shared them here. It sounds like you're balancing things--so important!
How kind of your aunt and uncle to take the time and share their concern. As Lisa said, how sad that they felt the need to.
Three cheers on your fundraiser. That looks like a wonderful service and when I am a bit more reliable sounds like something I might want to get involved with. Your aunt and uncle sound sweet to be concerned, but what I loved most was hearing that Nu wanted to know your stories. Genealogy is a big thing in my life and sharing the stories of our pasts with those younger. Unfortunately, not all youth are into hearing it! Three cheers! (I love that Indian place!)
These are all wonderful things! I love how you're surrounded by supportive, like-minded people. I can't say the same for my own situation- but that's why I have m blogger friends. <3
I'm really struggling with Target/Amazon/Whole Foods. I did cut down, but I can't seem to cut them out entirely. I guess I just need to try harder- other people are doing it.
Oh, that one in particular was a long journey, Nicole! I feel time running out for us, and it makes me so sad.
Thanks!
Steph, nothing magic about it--Facebook makes it easy! Now, your connection probably predates Facebook and is way more exceptional!
As I read RWARB, I found myself crying for all the possibilities we've squandered as a society...
Lisa, Perhaps this is ironic, but Indian restaurant food never agrees with me. I enjoy it thoroughly, though.
Sometimes, the universe is surprising :). The thing with my uncle and aunt has so many layers, Nance...
Jeanie, were you wearing a pink hat at the capitol yesterday? I think I saw you in the video... Hope health maintenance is going well <3
I'm grateful for every bit of community, too, Jenny. One of my mentors told me that even if I don't completely cut off using a corporation, every instance of not using them counts. So what you're doing counts!
Yes, that does feel like a big win-win. We still have the card too... Does that benefit the Bozo? Probably does. Ugh...
I tripped over a doggie bed too! I thought that was such a coincidence. I always have one bad fall every year, and I think I got off lightly this year...
No pink hat -- not me. Still laying low in crowds for a bit.
I loved Red, White, and Royal Blue. I read it close to when Trump won the first time around and it was a balm to my soul. I need to do a reread!
I am trying my best to boycott Amazon and Target. I am hoping Aldi can supply some of the household supplies I would get at Target. Maybe drugstores like Walgreens/CVS for makeup. And Sephora for skincare? IDK. I'm still trying to figure it out! It's the little things that I would use Amazon for that I'm struggling with, but I figure it's not about being perfect 100% of the time, but making more conscious choices.
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