The View from a Drawbridge

The random musings of a bridgetender with entirely too much time on her hands.

As a bridgetender, I have the privilege of operating one of the world’s biggest pieces of heavy equipment every single day. It never gets old. A friend of mine likes to say that with my index finger, I move hundreds of thousands of pounds of concrete and steel. I try not to let this power …

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A dear friend of mine gave me the best Christmas gift ever this year. It was a card. A simple card. But inside, it said, “In the spirit of the season, a night of housing, hot meals, and hope at the Sulzbacher Center were given, in your honor, to a homeless man, woman or child.” …

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Touch

The View from a Drawbridge

One of the many ways we explore the world is with our hands. Before buying an item of clothing, it’s not unusual to touch it first to see how it will feel against one’s skin. On the darkest of nights we extend our hands in front of us in order to avoid bumping into things. …

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“You’re really smart.” “Who, me? Nah…” That’s a typical scenario, probably happening a hundred thousand times across the country the very second you’re reading this. A lot of people are uncomfortable receiving compliments. Or they don’t think they deserve them. Or they think that accepting them will make them sound arrogant. Here’s the thing, though. …

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Generosity

The View from a Drawbridge

I can always tell when my coworkers are burned out. They stop coming to work early. In fact, some of them will arrive a few minutes early but wait in their cars, only coming in at the last possible moment. They are perfectly within their rights to do so, of course, but what that means …

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I watched my laptop hit the floor and I heard it break. I stood there for a minute, not wanting to actually open it up and look, wanting to hold on to a few more seconds of being a person who had a computer, and knowing I was about to become a person who didn’t …

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You Need Help

The View from a Drawbridge

I know a lot of people, mostly men, who don’t like to accept help from anyone. I’m not just talking about that annoying habit of refusing to ask for directions. (Men must secretly want to kiss the inventor of the GPS on the lips.) No. I mean any kind of help at any time. Like …

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