Category: Empty Nest

A Trip Down Memory Lane

Once upon a time there was a metal trunk. It was large trunk, strong and sturdy, one of the best of its proud aluminium clan, forged in India, and destined to hold treasures and secrets alike. It was the happiest trunk in the entire New Delhi back in 1994 when it received its first assignment

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Reclaiming My Home

Turbulence is an unwelcome guest, but often times unavoidable. Serenity and Balance are my preferred guests but also high maintenance ones. It is so much easier to just let Turbulence in, who usually has Chaos and Confusion in tow, give them free range of the place, and allow them to do what they do best

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Rescued: Netty Sparrow (Part III)

A free bird leapson the back of the wind   and floats downstream   till the current endsand dips his wingin the orange sun raysand dares to claim the sky. But a bird that stalksdown his narrow cagecan seldom see throughhis bars of ragehis wings are clipped and   his feet are tiedso he opens his throat to sing. The caged

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On the Eleventh Day of Christmas… The Nest is Full Again

To call 20-year-olds children is a huge mistake, but from a mother’s perspective, they will always be children to me. My daughter and her boyfriend arrived two nights ago from Florence and Exeter respectively, and will spend Christmas with me. And just like that, my little apartment is full, the cats are excited to have

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Not-so-terrible Two’s

September seems to be my month with two-year-olds, literally and figuratively, and although I find it rather strange, it is endearing at the same time. Most of my friends are in my age range (50s and 60s), give or take a few years, but the common denominator we have is our children are all in

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The Thing About Birthdays

My parents were never big on celebrating birthdays with parties. I can’t really explain it, and to be perfectly honest, it never occurred to me to ask them why. In later years I assumed it was an attitude that resulted from the war, but neither one of them grew up with the tradition of big

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Necessity Breeds Trust

< p style=”text-align:justify;”>How much do you trust those you love?  There probably as many answers to this questions as there are people on this planet. I’m not even going to attempt to define love in this case, because that is a matter for philosophers. Suffice it to say that in my book, love is unconditional,

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