Every now and then I find a song that touches my heart and soul so deeply that I cannot stop listening to it.

Even less often I find a story or a soundtrack, in this case both, that has the same effect on me.

This is Hamilton.

It’s only been about a week since I starting immersing myself in the soundtrack.

I day-dream about it.

The songs play on in my head when I am not listening.

I find this true story of our nation’s founding father’s incredible and fascinating.

The perspectives it gives on the main characters, showing their strengths and weaknesses, is awesome.

Sometimes I will listen to one song, over and over, until I have grasped the meaning of the lyrics and the many messages being sent through them.

There are so many parallels between our political system, elected officials, and candidates then and now.

Likewise, I find myself relating to a lot of the themes in the musical, especially how complicated relationships can be and what it feels like to learn to live through the unimaginable (such as experiencing the death of your child).

Which brings me to my favorite song in the soundtrack, It’s Quiet Uptown.

Lin-Manuel Miranda captures so well in this one what if feels like to be going through unimaginable challenges in our lives.

Whether being a bereaved parent, spouse, child and/or friend…

Getting used to a new normal, after a relationship has ended or is compromised by betrayal…

Adjusting to life with a serious illness or caring for someone who is…

So often those of us who have been there are given platitudes by those who mean well.

A common one being, “I can’t imagine what you are going through.”

That is because there are some experiences we face in our lives that are truly unimaginable.

If there is someone you care about who is struggling, listen to this song and take it to heart.

I played it for a dear friend this morning, who is working through the unimaginable.

She loved it.

And sharing it with her affirmed for me how much it means to have those in your life who are willing to walk through the unimaginable with you, even when we may not know what to do or say or how to support them.

Wherever this finds you today, I wish you love, grace, and peace on your journey.

It’s Quite Uptown
by Lin-Manuel Miranda

There are moments that the words don’t reach
There is suffering too terrible to name
You hold your child as tight as you can
And push away the unimaginable
The moments when you’re in so deep
It feels easier to just swim down

The Hamiltons move uptown
And learn to live with the unimaginable

I spend hours in the garden
I walk alone to the store
And it’s quiet uptown
I never liked the quiet before
I take the children to church on Sunday
A sign of the cross at the door
And I pray
That never used to happen before

If you see him in the street, walking by
Himself, talking to himself, have pity

Philip, you would like it uptown
It’s quiet uptown

He is working through the unimaginable

His hair has gone grey. He passes every day
They say he walks the length of the city

You knock me out, I fall apart

Can you imagine?

Look at where we are
Look at where we started
I know I don’t deserve you, Eliza
But hear me out. That would be enough

If I could spare his life
If I could trade his life for mine
He’d be standing here right now
And you would smile, and that would be enough
I don’t pretend to know
The challenges we’re facing
I know there’s no replacing what we’ve lost
And you need time
But I’m not afraid
I know who I married
Just let me stay here by your side
That would be enough

If you see him in the street, walking by her
Side, talking by her side, have pity

Eliza, do you like it uptown? It’s quiet uptown

He is trying to do the unimaginable
See them walking in the park, long after dark
Taking in the sights of the city

Look around, look around, Eliza

They are trying to do the unimaginable

There are moments that the words don’t reach
There is a grace too powerful to name
We push away what we can never understand
We push away the unimaginable
They are standing in the garden
Alexander by Eliza’s side
She takes his hand

It’s quiet uptown

Forgiveness. Can you imagine?
Forgiveness. Can you imagine?
If you see him in the street, walking by her
Side, talking by her side, have pity
They are going through the unimaginable


It started with watching American Crime Story: The People Vs. OJ Simpson.

The main focus was clearly meant to be on OJ’s innocence or lack there of, as well as racism and police misconduct.

However, I kept coming back to the story of how Marcia Clark and Nicole Brown Simpson were portrayed and vilified in the trial. There was such obvious sexism in play and yet where was the outrage about that?

Then Confirmation, another example of how being a women can make it so much harder for someone (in this case Anita Hill) to make her case and be taken seriously.

Meanwhile, as a politics junkie, I have been following the 2016 Presidential campaign closely.

I am openly and passionately with her (i.e. I support Hillary Clinton) and believe she will be our next president, and an awesome one at that.

My friend Susan shared this piece, introducing me to Sady Doyle, which begins with Sady sharing her own experience with sexism in the professional world, and then explains so well how sexism has been in play during this election cycle:


There was also the coverage this week about Pope Francis possibly forming a commission to “study the question” of women in the diaconate. Something my mother has advocated for and I strongly believe in, as well as ordaining women as priests in the Catholic Church.

What put me over the edge though, was this fascinating piece (Jocelyn shared) about sexism from the perspective of people who are transgender and thus have experienced first hand how males and females can be and are often treated:

Transgender Men & Sexism

I am passionate about many things and though back in high school, and even college, I would’ve considered myself a feminist, for much of my adult life I have not focused a lot of my time and energy on women’s rights.

Until now…

I can feel something brewing.

I am woman.

Hear me roar!


I don’t know what’s next.

But I do know that I care.

I intend to continue to seek to understand.

To read more.

To write more.

To share more.

To discuss more.

And through all of those avenues, I hope and believe I can help usher in change.

I will be the change I wish to see.

I will help continue he conversation about “women’s rights (being) human rights, once and for all,” that our likely democratic presidential nominee started so many years ago in Beijing.

How about you?


Remembering Molly (8 years) ~ Happy Birthday Baby Girl!

April 17, 2016

Happy 8th Heavenly Birthday, Molly Marie! Eight years later, time goes by fast Got my memories and they will last I try to keep it simple ‘cuz I hate goodbyes I try to keep it simple by telling myself that I, I will remember you and all of the things that we’ve gone through There […]

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Nine Years in Nine Words

April 10, 2016

Nine years ago today, on April 10, 2007, I began blogging. On past blogoversaries I have shared things that I have learned from blogging and four years ago, since my blogoversary fell on the second Tuesday of April, I chose “Blogoversaries” to be the Time Warp topic for that month. Three Years ago I decided to keep it simple and choose one word […]

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All Clear

March 26, 2016

My surgery on Monday went well/as planned. During my recovery I have felt sore and tired, as expected. I have slept a lot and followed other recommendations from my doctor, including wearing a supportive sports bra, using a pillow to cushion my breast, and early on I used an ice pack and took medication for […]

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Everyone Has a Story

March 23, 2016

On Saturday I got to hear twelve stories that I hadn’t known before. Each story was unique and from the perspective of a mother, a child, or both. And I got to share some of my story. The lucky thirteen of us make up the cast of the 2016 Listen to Your Mother Chicago show. Over […]

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