The ages of (wo)man – a meditation on life, family, and those who have gone before.

Grandmother with one of my cousins.

Aside from my parents themselves, my maternal grandmother was probably the most influential adult in my young life.  I was an only child, born ten years into my parents marriage, when they were both 35 years old.  If I was not with a parent, or a teacher, or the parents of a select handful of friends, I was with my Grandmother and Granddad. Continue reading

Holiday Re-Cap (part 1)

The Christmas season is so much fun. Decorations, carols, presents, lights!

I say this every year, but this was the most fun so far. B is old enough to enthusiastically participate in the decorating, singing, story telling, and general anticipation of Santa’s arrival.

B and I are partners in decorating crime – he gives me license to return to an earlier, craftier, incarnation of myself. The two of us conspire on the proper placement of each ornament, stocking, and string of lights. It’s kind of awesome. Continue reading