I am currently reading The Tattooist of Auschwitz by Heather Morris. The book has been scary and enjoyable all at the same time. Look for a review in a future post. The main character in the book, the Tattooist or “Tatowierer” as he is referred to by the SS in the novel carries a bag…
Usually, I am unaffected by a celebrity’s death. I think it’s because I do not have a personal relationship with them. I feel sad but have little sense of loss for myself, more loss for the world in which they belonged, especially when the person who died made valuable contributions. But, in the passage of…
Family matters more when we age….. Being valued is as important as being paid, receiving both is a very fortunate occurrence, indeed. I don’t like to be rushed. Even though people mean well, you don’t have to like it. It’s important to know when to take a step back. I like to bake better than…
Over the last month, I’ve written several times about a health crisis our family had with my mom. It is now four weeks after sepsis landed her in an ICU bed for a week. This was followed by a step-down inpatient unit for a few days, until a rehab bed was secured in a transitional…
Today has been such a long day. It started out fine. Yesterday, I agreed to get up and walk with my husband when he took our dog for her morning constitutional today to the local nature trail in our town. I walked the same trail yesterday with a good friend in the morning. It was…
Last night was the first time I slept in my own bed in 18 days. No, I was not on a trip. I was caring for my parents in another state. Our care involved three, one-way plane rides, three 888 mile trips on the I-90, and staying at my parents and my sister in law’s…
Finding time to write in the last two weeks has been difficult. And, when time is found, the words just do not seem to come. This is unusual for me and it is not writer’s block. It is because I have been helping to handle a family crisis. My mom has been in the hospital…
It’s been a long time since I was an undergraduate student “in college” – forty years ago this month to be exact! The Dream But, last night I dreamt I was an undergraduate student moving into my dormitory. It was vivid. My real roommate was there with me. We were not freshman, as we knew…
My husband and I are planning to build a new house. We aren’t going far, only about 15 minutes from where we are now, in the next township over. But, it is supposed to start this week, with a driveway going in. The driveway is necessary to reach the property which is on a ridge…
Summer is in full swing and many of my days are filled with looking for monarchs, making jewelry, reading books, writing, watering my potted flowers, and weeding, occasionally. In short, I’ve been busy. In conversation with friends, my husband and I have realized we’ve settled into our empty nest – retired life quite nicely. He…