Am I my child’s repository? This is not an existential question. Now that the kids have moved out and we’re empty nesters, many of us are clearing out closets, purging storage spaces and lightening the load of stuff stored in our house. We’re faced with mementos that we don’t know what to do with. We …
Biting my tongue, I tried not to cry. The man on the other end of the telephone was breathing heavily and sporadically. When the seconds between each breath lasted too long, terror ran through my veins. I needed more time. I needed him to breathe normally. I needed HIM. But the time had come. It …
Who wouldn’t want a few more minutes with a beloved grandparent? Valerie Albarda takes us back with this lovely post. Read more from Valerie on her blog. I am now past the half-century mark in life, which means I can look back on the first fifty-two years and take a small measure of …
As the last of the firsts and the first of the lasts approach, Lynn Cobb remembers it all – through her dining room table. Read more from Lynn on her blog, Midlife Random Ramblings . Our dining table is a disaster. We bought it twenty years ago, when our family expanded from four to six. It has …
“I think when I was two years old in the sandbox. I think I formulated my basic philosophy there, and I haven’t really had to alter it very much ever since.” – Boyd Rice My oldest son has been out of the house for almost five years, leaving home for basic training. Not too long after …
