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
In threes We liked things in three long before Dorothy exclaimed, “Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my!” in The Wizard of Oz. It’s been a popular grouping display in the oldest of art, and a well-utilized interior decorating device since people started displaying collectibles on mantles, but for me, the Oz connection trumps all. When I put things together in groups of three, I hear … Continue reading Grief, Memories, and Traditions: Navigating Life After Loss
From Famine to Feast 