Amazing

Meeting new people has become somewhat of a dreaded task to me. The conversation usually follows this pattern: New person: “How many kids do you have?” Me: (gritting my teeth and bracing myself) “Five.” This is followed by one of two regular responses: Option 1: New person: (Their eyebrows shooting up, their mouths dropping, often… Continue reading Amazing

16. The voices in my head

Click- click- my thumb is pressing down on the button of our van’s electronic key, my hand outstretched towards the brass lock. I am standing at my front door, staring at the faded yellow paint and the silver door handle, wondering, why hasn’t it opened yet? When what I am doing dawns upon me, a… Continue reading 16. The voices in my head

9. Upon stopping to smell the roses

For many years I have had a somewhat obsessive-compulsive/guilt-motivated relationship with the old “stop and smell the roses” cliché. When out walking, if I passed a fence overhung with roses, I simply had to stop to smell them because otherwise I felt I was not truly ‘embracing life’. The wisdom of the old adage was… Continue reading 9. Upon stopping to smell the roses