I carry around this grief inside that I usually manage to keep tamped down. It crops up sometimes when I see pregnant women or babies, or when people not much older than me talk about their children getting married and having children of their own. It is all so normal for everyone else. At forty-five,... Continue Reading →
Since dumping cable, I have become an avid YouTube viewer. My diverse list of subscriptions includes airline pilots, historians, and dairy farmers. I don’t know how my sister and I first came across the dairy farming vlogs, but we have been following a couple of them for about a year. My favorite part of these... Continue Reading →
I have often wondered if I have “Buzz Off” tattooed on my forehead in special ink that other people can see, but I can’t. It might explain some of my difficulties making friends. Last week, in the midst of a difficult and tear-filled day, a couple of people told me that they were ‘here’ for... Continue Reading →
I try to guard against bitterness, but sometimes it sneaks into my heart and flows out before I realize it. When I wrote Fairytales and Other Pet Peeves, I was concerned that perhaps I had been too negative, though it was not my intention. I think as we get older, we become more susceptible to... Continue Reading →
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