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,
Category: Empty Nest
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
Crossroads and Rebirth
Eight months ago my daughter moved in with me, taking a semester off to recover from depression, anxiety and a host of other problems. She
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
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
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.
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