During the Christmas holidays this year, I fell asleep to the sound of my three adult children laughing and talking. It was delightful.
Marriage
Summer in the Country
They must have been dreaming of living there. There must have been dreams.
Empty Nests
I was 30 for my first pregnancy and now I am 60. I am not going to say where did the time go? I won't say it.
About the Cha Cha Cha Changes
Everybody's change is different. But change we do; we do change. Adolescence is the first change. Little children start to morph right before our eyes. Tiny waif like boys fill out, voices dropping, shoulders forming. Girls grow curves and budding breasts and the chemistry begins. So we could … Continue reading About the Cha Cha Cha Changes
I missed you but I was busy thinking
I have gone through a quiet stage. I even hesitate to write in my journal. Sometimes I feel tired just thinking about putting my thoughts into writing. But I don't feel bad or sad at all. I am cruising. I am thinking. I remember talking with an American cousin of mine about whether natural birth … Continue reading I missed you but I was busy thinking
East Coast Challenges: Buying Furniture
'Gathering' is a necessary strategy out here in the east, a survival technique for the barren grounds of the Maritimes, where the couches no longer roam free.
A Cuppa
My friend looked at me with an expression of dismay, “Well”, she said, “I don’t know what to do now”. I was at a loss too. Her husband was lying dead on the driveway with my favorite scarf jammed between the ice and his grey hair. He … Continue reading A Cuppa
Illness onto death, or let’s just not talk about it.
We happily live in a bubble of health until we are struck down. It is very hard to live in a constant state of appreciation for your present health without getting maudlin or morbid. It is probably best not to think about it at all. The people who live best do seem to have a … Continue reading Illness onto death, or let’s just not talk about it.
My In Laws
After 27 years it is clear that they don’t really like me. And it is not so much that they don’t like me, as I will always be foreign to them. It is deep down prejudice, and it often makes me feel sad and strange when I am with them. As a group, I know … Continue reading My In Laws
Oh, who am I? Whine whine.. same as I ever was…
I have a running commentary in my head that constantly criticizes me, as most people do, I guess. I should fix my hair, not just let it fall wherever it may. I should do stuff to make myself look good. I should iron or wear makeup. Care more about what I look like. I have … Continue reading Oh, who am I? Whine whine.. same as I ever was…
Notes from a Sinking Isthmus 