During the Christmas holidays this year, I fell asleep to the sound of my three adult children laughing and talking. It was delightful.
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Alice and the Pedophile
When you find out what he did, you may wonder how I could have kept the worry beads. But I keep lots of things. I worried the beads for years. I still have a few, one placed in a homemade dream catcher that gives me no dreams.
Summer in the Country
They must have been dreaming of living there. There must have been dreams.
For my Lost Friend
Sometimes you lose a friend because you grow apart, and sometimes there is a misunderstanding or a great betrayal. But you can also just plain lose someone.
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.
Protecting my Child against Bullies
The world changed and all of a sudden we were living in a world of exclusion and discrimination.
Metamorphosis – A Mom and a Son and their Transitioning Journey
JULY 2019 I did love blogging. I liked the way it concentrated my thoughts, how I would plan and quietly pursue a small topic, write, pause, re-read, edit, pause, think, write and wordpress it out into the world. I was pleased with the writing when I was done, though now I find typos and … Continue reading Metamorphosis – A Mom and a Son and their Transitioning Journey
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
Calving Season
There was a sharp glint of pink in the universe, northern lights crackled in the night sky. There was a deep crack and rolling rumble, a seismic icy shift, and a quiet shaking that formed a crack in the mountainous block of ice, the glacier, the glacier that is me, the mother of you, when you moved away. My … Continue reading Calving Season
Notes from a Sinking Isthmus 