Synchronicity Fair warning. There is a lot going on in this story. It has to do with the ways so many pieces of my life have come together to form one landing spot where I’m convinced the universe wants me to travel. And I’m one who meets any goals the universe has set aside for… Continue reading Synchronicity
Welcome to My Bookshelf
Happy New Year from My Bookshelf! After spending two weeks in quarantined celebration mode (yes, that became a thing this year), I headed back to “the grind” kicking and screaming. Quarantine celebration consists mostly of reading, over-indulging in social media, watching TV – a lot, eating, sleeping late, and thinking about all the parties you… Continue reading Welcome to My Bookshelf
All You Need is Love
I was going to write a story today bemoaning the fact that I'm turning another year older this week. It was going to be full of poor-pitiful-me comments partnered with a lot of crying like a baby. I’m getting old, Wahhh! I’m born on Christmas Day and never have a birthday party, Wahhh! My body… Continue reading All You Need is Love
Giving Thanks for the Central Park Conservancy of New York City
Now that the season of giving thanks is upon us, I need to extend my heartfelt gratitude to the team at Central Park Conservancy for the outstanding job they have done to help me maintain my sanity in this otherwise crazy time called 2020. A view from Bow Bridge November 2019 Every year, at least… Continue reading Giving Thanks for the Central Park Conservancy of New York City
Toast Crumbs and Lemons
TOAST CRUMBS AND LEMONS My husband of 41 years retired about a year before the pandemic. And, although both of us worked – I from home the last 20 of those years and he out of the home - we have always had a 1950’s “traditional” union. I did all the cleaning, cooking, grocery shopping,… Continue reading Toast Crumbs and Lemons
I Guess You Can Call Me Grand Mom, But It’s Complicated
On September 1 my great nephew became a father. It’s complicated because my husband and I raised him as our own, so for years he was essentially our son. We had custody and he was listed as a dependent and beneficiary. He lived 100% with us. We taught him to walk, use the potty, eat… Continue reading I Guess You Can Call Me Grand Mom, But It’s Complicated
Staying Home in a Pandemic
The truth can now be told that I was prepared to withdraw from society long before the pandemic struck. The sheer agony of traveling from my doorstep to wherever I was headed had become too overwhelming for me to face. A trip to the grocery store brought the challenge of a dark parking garage where… Continue reading Staying Home in a Pandemic
Nothing Good Ever Happens at 4 AM (even if it is 5 o’clock somewhere)
I seem to have developed a pattern of awakening around 3:45 every morning. Often, it’s because I have to use the bathroom. But sometimes it’s because my inner critic wants to wake me up so she can torture me. Apparently, she doesn’t sleep at all because she shows up in my dreams too. But I… Continue reading Nothing Good Ever Happens at 4 AM (even if it is 5 o’clock somewhere)
I Don’t Care…If Gray Is In My Hair
I don't care if gray is in my hair. This new discovery came quite by surprise. I've been watching in the mirror for weeks now concerned that the truth is coming out. I'm not a warm hazelnut brunette. The pandemic that is keeping me from my beloved every 4-5 week journey to the salon, is… Continue reading I Don’t Care…If Gray Is In My Hair
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