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.
1. I’m not at my best in the fall – depression takes over and takes me for a ride. It’s interesting – I can feel my depression creeping up on me as October marches on, and I can feel my brain starting to come back online in fits and starts as December progresses. It’s an odd thing to feel your thinking turn back on. My … Continue reading December and the Primal Scream – an off-the-cuff joint.
I had plans for the beginning of August that didn’t include chaos. I was thinking maybe camping. The chaos isn’t originating with me this time, though I come to it easily enough; it’s coming from my daughter’s. She is ready to pull the trigger and leave the abusive relationship she’s in, which is fabulous news. She’s going to be moving into my home with my … Continue reading The Best Laid Plans…an off-the-cuff joint.
I am the oldest of three children, so I was the first chance my parents had to fight over names. We’re each three years apart, so they had nine years to keep the name game alive. I don’t think they agreed on any. My mother was particularly annoyed by my dad’s instance regarding naming my youngest brother “Michael.” For one, my uncle is Michael. My … Continue reading Much Is In A Name
From Famine to Feast. 