Category: middle age
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10 at the End – December
One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life. Krista Ritchie Here we are on December 31st, and I’m trying hard to take a moment. To be present at…
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Handstands in the Rain
I was in the city at my daughter’s apartment and left later than usual. It was almost dusk, rain was imminent.
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October Morning🍁
My youngest turns 27 today. At the exact minute she was born, we will all get on FaceTime and sing Happy Birthday to her in Texas.
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We Became the Roots They Needed
While walking a wooded area of a beautiful park, I noticed several tree roots at my feet. My two thoughts? 1) Don’t twist an ankle.
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Our Parenting Instincts… We Should Trust Them-Part Two
Here is the second tale that came to mind as I was speaking with the Mom of a high schooler last week…
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Our Parenting Instincts…We Should Trust Them- Part One
Recently, I spoke with a Mom who is deeply concerned about how she’s handling a difficult situation with her 11th grader. Her instinct is telling her one thing but she’s considering alternate options, possibly going a different route. As she talked, I recalled two situations when my parenting instincts were…
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Home and Family
The Laura Ingalls Wilder quote above reminds me of the Leanne Morgan comedy special I had on Netflix in the background yesterday.
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No “Back to School”
I was shopping and back to school signs hung everywhere. Here in New York, students return next week. I miss the former life season of fresh notebooks and the beginning of fall sports. I knew I’d miss it when I was in it. I knew I’d miss the rhythm of…
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Rarely Out Late, Home by 8!
Since the nest has emptied, if we go out for dinner, it’s (usually) around 5pm-6pm. If we dine with friends with less job flexibility, we happily make reservations for 7pm or 8pm. Key word: reservations. While it’s healthier to eat earlier, for me it’s about not waiting for a table…
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Does Stillness Equal Laziness? A Good Question for the Summer Months
Even at mid-life (aka: knowing better), I sometimes struggle with this hard-to-break axiom: being still is unproductive.
Tales from a Mid-Lifer 