
Empty Nestish
While we don’t actually qualify as empty nesters, we are somewhat empty nestish. Our son lives at home and for years we have had a very busy home, full of friends that have wanted a place to hang out. From our son’s junior years, we regularly hosted gatherings and threw big birthday parties for our only boy. When lockdown lifted and the Zoom parties no longer filled his bedroom, we would…
Positioning Pain
Shying away from telling my birthing story may have stopped countless other mothers to be from having as a manageable time when their time to pop came. When I was in the early stages of labor, I was given the most effective advice that carried me through the day of my only son’s birth and has helped with managing pain ever since. It is a straightforward concept that simply works,

Blindsided By the Stairs
I should have thought of the possible perils as I had already fallen upstairs at home the year before when one foot became entangled in the cuff of the other leg’s trouser, and I fell hard. So hard you’d think I’d watch out, but I forgot all about my previous fall that day and as I stepped up the second step my right foot became entangled…

As Tears Go By
Vale Marianne Faithfull
Marianne Faithfull died today, and she’s been on my mind. I shed a tear or two when I heard, I am not a Marianne Faithfull aficionado, but I liked her. I liked her a lot. She was quintessentially cool. Her young voice that sang As Tears Go By was sweet but that is not the voice, I’m sad I’ll hear no more. It was Marianne Faithfull’s…

I’m Telling
I would impress you with my words
I could undress you with my words
I can distress you with my words
but I shouldn’t…

Unexpected
…I was grateful for the votes of confidence and grateful for the experience as a teacher in current times. Life was busy and looking back I can see it was overwhelming but at the time I just kept running to keep up and believed that keeping up was what I wanted to do. After 9 months of fulltime teaching there was a distress call from mum…
‘This Too, Shall Pass…’
Persian Adage.
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