Be grateful, my baby. Seems easy enough. We all know folks who look at their life with dissatisfaction. I’m not talking about the kind of emotion that is healthy and propels us onward to bigger and better things in our life, I’m talking about the kind of dissatisfaction that weighs on a person and makes …
As a newly-minted grandmother, I think about opportunities to pass wisdom on to Sweet E when he’s old enough. And life is one big lesson, isn’t it? Last week I received news that a lifelong friend’s mother was going into hospice care. Not the news any of us wanted to hear. Some days are tough, …
As an elder in society…AM SO!…I think it behooves me to learn new things about the world around me, to challenge myself, even if that means I’m uncomfortable. Coding makes me uncomfortable. Yes, the kind of coding used for computers, or blog design, or creating apps. It’s crazy to me that I should try and …
My mother, The German, and I rarely saw the world through the same prism. She was German; I was American. She was ladylike; I was a tomboy. She only cursed in German; I cursed in three languages. She insisted my brothers be coddled; I insisted she’d lost her mind. She never spoke of politics or …
Our Sweet E is here and there is so much I want to tell him. Mostly this… Dig Yourself Once you get over what folks think about you, and believe me they will always have an opinion, life gets easier. Once you get to that point, you get to ask yourself what’s important to you, …
Bombings. Murder. Hatred. Heartache. Misery. Bloodbaths. Injustice. Deceit. We walk and live among evil; it is unavoidable. When faced with grim realities, what do we tell our children? What do we teach by way of example? How do we share peace and love and understanding, so they may take it with them as they walk …
I am saddened and angry about the bombings at the Boston Marathon, as most of you are, and I hesitated to post this joyful entry, but the runners I know keep on runnin’ when life gets tough. So, I’m taking a page from the runner’s manual and I’ll keep on runnin’. I hope you do …
Life is a ball of snapping rubberbands with a soothing center of delicious cream-filling. I think of it as mostly sweet goodness with the occasion surprising sting. Last week, I got more than my fill of the glorious gooey center. Girl was returning to work and she asked me if I would consider coming for …
What makes us, us? Is it mostly genetics? I largely swing to the DNA side of the aisle because even when I’m trying as hard as I can not to, I hear The German and see The German in my idiosyncrasies. Her “Oh my Got, Patti!” rings through the air. I can’t escape it, people. …
I went to check my mail and my neighbor met me out front. John is a great neighbor. He and his wife Marilyn regularly babysit Dexter (as we babysit theirs). You remember Dexter: Not only are they neighbors whom we trust with our house keys, but they were a large part of Boy’s youth; they …