We're the parents to our children that we wanted for ourselves. When I think of all the cool things my kids have experienced - the trips, the meals, the traditions, I realize how much I wanted to do those things when I was growing up. I'm interested to see how my children parent in the … Continue reading Reflections and a resolution
Category: musings
Down a stud. Again.
For my 18th birthday I received my first pair of diamond earrings. They were a gift from my boyfriend, (his father was a jeweler), and the .25 carat stones were considered "perfect." I loved those earrings years longer than I loved that boyfriend. 4 or 5 years after I was given those studs, I lost … Continue reading Down a stud. Again.
12/13/14
Yesterday's date was remarkable because it was the last time in our lifetime, barring some crazy medical advances, that we will see a consecutive numbers date. What begin with 1/2/3 is now over for the current century. Pretty momentous, don't you think? I've learned there are occasions which demand recognition for various reasons - holidays, … Continue reading 12/13/14
Let it go
I swear I've never even seen Frozen in its entirety, yet one of its big numbers is acting like my personal anthem right now. Let it go, let it go, let it go... Holding on is so much easier than letting go. Letting go is an acknowledgment of our inability to change, manage, effect the … Continue reading Let it go
Thoughts on Thanksgiving
I'm afraid of the impression we're making, we Americans, as I browse my favorite dirty little secret website, the Daily Mail UK, and read the post titles about America's Thanksgiving holiday. Titles with words like shopping and bargains and outrage. Sigh. This is what we're telling the world that we're about? This is how we … Continue reading Thoughts on Thanksgiving
All these lines on my face getting clearer
Sometimes I feel like my face is a science experiment. It seems like in the last couple of years my cumulative years of living have really started to display themselves - on my face. There are new creases and wrinkles, evidence of the passage of time and, most especially, of living. I have mixed feelings … Continue reading All these lines on my face getting clearer
I think the cops are watching me…
…and I’m okay with that. My usual running route is a 5-mile loop around New Scotland Avenue and Whitehall Road. Often I see a police cruiser drive past, usually more than once, and I always feel reassured by their presence. It’s comforting to know that there are police officers around observing the neighborhood and keeping … Continue reading I think the cops are watching me…
