Belonging and home
As I pack in preparation to move from Gainesville, my home of 22 years (half of my life), I’ve been thinking about what Gainesville and UF have meant to me. It’s a lot. I don’t have totally coherent thoughts. I have strong feelings of joy for what these years have been for me and anticipatory joy for my future in Connecticut. I’ve been thinking about belonging and home, and what these mean about being in and with any given place. The robins just passed through Gainesville. I love seeing them in the air, and seeing all of the leaves, twigs, and berries they knock downRead More →