Jennifer can be found musing about motherhood, teaching and a lot more over at her website, mamawolfe. This post was originally featured there. I sure wish I had the guts to ask a psychic about what my future holds. It’s kind of funny, really. As a kid I was never one of those people who …
This post first appeared on Jennifer’s blog, mamawolfe. You can find her there writing regularly about the life lessons learned as an emotionally charged, audaciously outspoken, tenaciously inquisitive and nostalgic teacher mom. “No” is a complete sentence. ― Anne Lamott That word used to drive me crazy when my kids were little. Remember those days when every …
This essay originally appeared on Jennifer’s blog, mamawolfe. It’s too early in the school year to be doing this. To be tying a knot, night after night, hoping to strengthen my line. Willing myself to lengthen my line, to make myself a better person. A better teacher. Friend. Wife. Mother. To push myself to grow, …
This poem first appeared on Jennifer Wolfe’s blog, mamawolfe. “What they took for inattentiveness was a miracle of concentration.” – Toni Morrison, Tar Baby My hands deftly maneuver Mismatched orbs up, down, up Ascending with celerity Descending just the same Catch. Release. Watch. Drop. Juggling my way through life. Throw it up again. …
This essay originally appeared on Jennifer’s blog, mamawolfe. The 4th of July, for me, isn’t the kind of holiday I really look forward to anymore. I live in a small town. We have the parades, the pancake breakfasts, the picnics, the gathering-together-in-the-park kind of celebrations. We have the swimming pools, the BBQs, the kids riding …
