A Woman I Used to Know

The student pulled a clipboard from the bin. “Who’s Mrs. —?” he inquired, reading my old married name off the back of the clipboard. I smiled, “Oh, just a woman I used to know a long time ago.” Ain’t that the truth.   Many of the items in my classroom are labeled with my oldContinue reading “A Woman I Used to Know”

A Wife By Any Other Name

When I married for the first time, I changed my name without thought. I was happy to replace the name that I associated with childhood with one that I related to becoming an adult. I was young – 22 – and I had not yet accomplished much with my given name. Shedding it caused meContinue reading “A Wife By Any Other Name”