I haven’t been writing much since my daughter and two grandsons moved in, mostly because it has been difficult, and when things are difficult, I tend to withdraw, shut down, and organize. Serenity through tidying, or something like that. I thought I might struggle with their presence on a practical level – it’s been a while since I had a full house – but it’s … Continue reading A Conflicted Home – an off-the-cuff joint.
The times, they are a-changin’. It’s been a minute. What’s new and exciting? This was the question I asked my kids when they came home from school, back when they were small. It’s the question I ask my grandson now. I rarely ask it of myself, as I’m well aware of the changes as they happen. We’ve had all kinds of change here on my … Continue reading What You Don’t Know Is Important – Intimate Partner Violence In The Family
The new year always turns me into a cow – I ruminate. Thoughts of this, that, and the other drift across my consciousness, but at this time of year, I tend to focus on the past. Maybe it’s the dark? I’ve been taking an online course about brain development. It has a particular focus on problems that can arise during child development if there is … Continue reading Memories.
“If I could turn back time” isn’t a wish to go back in time. To me, the latter is a jump of some significance – to the third grade or to 1653. The former is usually event-specific – I want a do-over for that one thing. For instance, I would have held onto my hockey cards from 1982. My estranged daughter texted me yesterday. I … Continue reading If I could turn back time – an off-the-cuff joint.
From Famine to Feast. 