I am a board certified/board eligible Family Practice physician.
I am female.
I am divorced.
I have two children, born in 1992 and 1997.
I love nonsense poetry.
I am a jitterbug and six count swing dancer. Also some tango, salsa, clogging, cajun, I remember one tap step and anything else I can pick up.
I have what used to be a brown belt in Tae Kwan Do but apparently they have turned red.
I am a Christian buddhist lapsed atheist Unitarian. Because I am Unitarian, I can also be a Flying Spagettian at the same time. My Unitarian Jihad name is Mother Superior Cat-o-nine-tail’s of Harmony. It doesn’t really make sense to me either, but I keep searching for Rumi’s Beloved.
I am a generalist and am interested in everything.
I write poems, prose and fiction, but since I was tiny, I assumed that everyone wanted to be a writer and especially poetry. I’ve been assured that I am wrong, but I don’t really believe it.
Like my mother, I believe that everyone is an artist.
Like my father, I believe that everyone is a musician.
I was raised with folk songs and masses, and have the words memorized to between 300 and 500 songs. If I ever get dementia, the other residents will beg to have me drugged or will smother me with a pillow, because I will sing all the time.
Because I memorized songs as soon as I could talk, I have a weird and well developed memory. Oral tradition. My sister and I would photocopy album covers and memorize all the words when we were on long car trips. I think I still know nearly all the words to the Beatles’ Yellow Submarine album.
My sister died of cancer, my mother died of cancer, my father died of emphysema. I have two children and a niece. My father had 35 cousins and I am still finding relatives. My mother’s family has two Congregationalist ministers as my great grandfathers, one of whom was one of the (not really very) famous Iowa seven. That set of grandparents were then atheists, especially the grandmother that I am named after. My ex said once that if we went to Antarctica, I’d be related to the penguins. I think this is true.
Apparently Unitarians are not supposed to believe in the Devil. I think that we are the devils and the angels too and can be both at once. So in the end, everything is one.