As I walked past my car in our island seashell driveway, I noted the 5 consecutive years' worth of Wellfleet beach parking stickers affixed to the rear window. It made me smile. I considered my previous car, also a wagon that had displayed at least as many years of evidence of our travels, and wondered … Continue reading The story of our lives
Category: aging
Morning thoughts
The sun is peeking out from the soft grey clouds and my private little deck beckons. Listening to the birds and the trees on a quiet morning while the rest of the house still sleeps, is one of my favorite times of the day. No one needs anything, other than the hummingbird who just cruised … Continue reading Morning thoughts
Don’t worry. Worry is useless. John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
Where are you at when it comes to worry? Are you inclined to focus your energy imagining all of the perils lying in wait around the corner? Do you spend hours (years?) second guessing every decision you've ever made in life wondering "If only I had...?" If your tendency to worry paralyzes you in a … Continue reading Don’t worry. Worry is useless. John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
Looking for patterns
If you were to look in my closet, you'd notice a number of similar items, like these two dresses, for instance. My tendency to gravitate to a certain style of shoe (chunky Mary Janes, preferably black), boots (knee-high, brown lace-ups) and sweaters (oversize and loosely woven) is easily discernible. I've got a thing for purple … Continue reading Looking for patterns
Expectations
What are "reasonable" expectations? Are you comfortable with those you have and, presumably, honor? I was thinking about some of the expectations I have and considering their degree of realism. I think I do ok with most of them. My problem comes when I allow something external to start putting the squeeze on me - … Continue reading Expectations
Giving up
You may not know this, but both of my parents came from large Catholic families. Is that redundant? I actually have an aunt and two deceased great aunts, who became nuns, for real. I grew up hearing about how my mother's family went to morning mass every day, staying for a marathon mass on Sundays. … Continue reading Giving up
On the edge of 17
It’s been almost 17 years since I became a parent. Impossible. When my water broke 5+ weeks before my due date, I remember feeling more excited than nervous, confident that my baby would be healthy and hearty. The unusually warm temperature (a record, it turned out) seemed a positive beacon and I went to the … Continue reading On the edge of 17
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