Stop and Look at the Roses

The weather is dreary and gloomy, and I'm turning 40 in exactly eight months. Time to stop and look at the roses to cheer myself up. I volunteer at the Kelleher Rose Garden a few times each summer. Because it's surrounded by tall hedges, it reminds me of one of my favorite children's novels, The... Continue Reading →

Thinking About Generations

  Recently, I found myself explaining the term "Milliennials" to my mom. Millennials seem quite alien to me since I have not embraced the technology that has been at their fingertips pretty much since they were born. I imagine that the way I feel about Milliennials is similar to how people born in the 1920s... Continue Reading →

1994

  Every year around my birthday, I can't help but contemplate mortality and question where the past 5, 10, 15 years have gone. Because, you see, as a single, childfree person, I lack markers to signify the passage of time. My life isn't delineated by pre-kid and post-kid eras. Or pre-husband and post-husband eras for... Continue Reading →

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