There have been four occasions in my life which have compelled me to talk with a professional about issues I was experiencing. Well, five if you count that time in high school when I was referred to the school psychologist because of the inconsistency between the results of my Stanford-Binet test and my actual grades. … Continue reading Time for therapy
Category: aging
20 for 20
Some of the things I thought about on the day my middle son turned 20... My pregnancy with him was the least stressful of my three - he went full term and I wasn’t yet considered to be “geriatric” as defined by obstetrics. When my water broke in the late afternoon, I was scrubbing the … Continue reading 20 for 20
Getting the picture with my Nikon
All of the photos in this post were taken with my Nikon D60, a camera I’ve had for about twelve years and have taken to at least a dozen different countries. From the very first time I held it in my hands, I’ve loved it. My camera has performed like a champ, as reliable … Continue reading Getting the picture with my Nikon
When foreign is familiar
I travel as much as I can. It’s more important to me than new furniture, a 2000 square foot house, a fancy car or piece of jewelry. It’s what I need to do on many levels and I’ve arranged my financial life so I can get on a plane or train, or even a bus, … Continue reading When foreign is familiar
Vacation thoughts
How can I be late If there’s nowhere I need to be? How can I be lost If I don’t know where I’m going? How can I have an appetite for tomorrow When I’m full from just today? How can I be anything other than delighted To be exactly where I am?
Grow strong
I saw something on the Facebook the other day on a page I follow. It’s a gardening/flower appreciation sort of page and there was a post about how important it is to prune plants because otherwise the parts which are struggling to stay alive will prevent the healthier parts from flourishing. It’s something that I, … Continue reading Grow strong
A due date becomes a do date – 22 years later, that is
My first pregnancy was pretty dreamy - I conceived the exact month I wanted to, which meant my maternity leave would be perfectly integrated with my academic calendar. The Lilly baby was due April 5th, which would give me about 6 weeks home, followed by 6 weeks back at work, and then summer off. It … Continue reading A due date becomes a do date – 22 years later, that is
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