Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
As I was adding yet another layer of emollient rich moisturizer to my parched face, I paused for moment to really look at myself. I saw hazel eyes that at the moment seemed to reflect the gold and auburn shades of my hair. They sparkled with excitement and joy and paired well with my bare … Continue reading The face in the mirror
Issues with my mother continue to occupy me but, stimulated by situations which my friends are experiencing, my thoughts have recently turned away from mothers and to fathers. In all honesty, pondering fatherhood feels a lot less angsty to me, especially now with my mother’s poor health and my own conflicted sense of responsibility and … Continue reading Daddy. Complex.
That I’m consistently either ahead of the pack or a mile behind it, swinging from end to end never languishing (or wanting to be) in the middle. The results from the Attachment Style quiz I took, twice with different results each time, seem to support the above statement when applied to relationships in my life. … Continue reading In the brightness of a weekend morning I realized…
So, I’m two first dates in for the new year and I’m already feeling tired, confused and oddly surprised. There’s no way I’ll be able to have another twenty of these before the end of the month, which means I’ll have to reconsider my initial goal of 22 dates in January. Being flexible when dating … Continue reading Up 2 Date.
The first month of a new year always comes with plenty of pressure to make major life changes, be they intended to be permanent or just for the 31 days of January. In a typical year, gym memberships, divorces and diets all experience a surge and folks looking to seriously trim down sometimes explore all … Continue reading Dry January? How about “Try January?”
If things had gone as planned, I’d be boarding my flight at this exact moment instead of curling up for a nap. With complete honesty, I can say that either way, it feels like I’m winning. I had been looking forward to my trip west for months. You know how I love the desert, and … Continue reading I’ll be home for Christmas
Often, it seems, at least in dysfunctional families, that folks approach parenting with the goal of being the antithesis of their own parents. The less similar to the preceding generation we are, the better things are for all involved. Trust me. My parenting goals were few, beyond raising good humans. Of course, I hoped my … Continue reading The joys of parenting
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