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A couple of weeks ago I went with my daughter when she got her tattoo. If you have tattoos you know that what you want to say is “her first” because it’s hard to stop at one, but for now just “her tattoo.” She is 19 and a junior in college living in her own house…
Have you ever ridden a bus? Either a long-haul trip or just a local. Even a school bus experience will do if that is all you have had. When you get on the bus that’s it, you are on the bus until the next stop. Long or short that’s it – you are stuck until…
I like to think I am not terribly vain, but that doesn’t mean I am not pleased by compliments or stung by rebuke. By not terribly vain I mean I don’t revolve around what other people think of me, or strive to receive compliments. I grew up around quite a bit of that and having…
My birthday is in a week. As happens with birthdays it means that I will be a year older. This year is not a particularly interesting number, I am settling into the decade that I joined last year. I am neither young or old, it is a middle number and so here I am in…
I don’t remember what year the spider first appeared. We have spent nine summers in this house and I can’t remember the spider not being there. I know that at the beginning my daughter had to use a step-stool to see the spider and I had to lift my son. This year of course he…
When you have more than one child the youngest, no matter how old they are, is doomed to be the baby forever. They can’t help it and neither can you. It’s not that they aren’t both loved, nurtured, cared for and doted on it’s just that one is the little one, the young one, the…
“I’m older than I once was, younger than I’ll be that’s not unusual.” So says Paul Simon and it’s a simple truth at every moment of our lives. I live in an area where we have pushed the notion of being young well into middle age and so my sense of time and aging has…
