Wednesday, September 24, 2008


His ear is so perfectly formed--a masterpiece of flesh and elegance. I can't believe it, along with all his other pristine parts, was formed inside of me.

When I say "my" child, I'm keenly aware that while he is of me and E., it was his dna, his own magnificent impulse toward life that made him. We just offered the ingredients.


At 8:19 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Jordon, are you Kim Green? I am trying to contact you about an opening at a good school in SF that is not on the radar yet. I can't seem to find your email ion any of your posts. Please contact me, Robin, at

There is an opening at my fabulous public school, and the word hasn't gotten back to the district yet. They've gone through the wait list and everybody said "no" because it's so late in the year. I think if you get on our waitpool list, you might get a slot! It's a great school, top rated, maybe not what you thought you wanted, not immersion, but I am pulling my kid from a great private to send her there. I'd love for you to come join here.

Email me ASAP and I'll tell you all about it.

At 3:36 AM, Blogger Maryanne Stahl said...

YOU are awesome, too, Ms. Jordan. "his own impulse toward life"-- lovely.

At 9:04 PM, Blogger Erika M said...

What an absolutely lovely post! He will love to read that some day.


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