Comments on Middle-Age Cranky: When Memories Collide

Trying yet again.

2009-07-07T19:35:48.429-07:00

Trying yet again.

I have to say my eyes went misty when I read the l...

2009-07-06T18:24:46.242-07:00

I have to say my eyes went misty when I read the last paragraph of your blog.....is it the wine I am drinking thinking of life and my kids...or is it the next card game we play....can I buy that?

At this same 4th of July weekend gathering, I also...

2009-07-06T10:42:59.973-07:00

At this same 4th of July weekend gathering, I also heard our niece, Emma, say she had only 6 weeks to go before starting kindergarten. Her youthful exuberance brought a smile to my face – some 40 years after beginning kindergarten myself. The precise moment when a person begins his or her formal educational experience is a significant life event that will not be forgotten as easily as whether a card that has been played is alive or dead.

These monumental events occur along side the mundane humdrum routine. Nevertheless, we are here to experience them all together!

So we gathered this weekend for a family fourth of...

2009-07-06T08:44:11.713-07:00

So we gathered this weekend for a family fourth of July and Emma, my five year old niece, said... "You know, a long time ago I remember doing the fireworks dance... I think I was four, I can't remember." And you know what, I couldn't remember either... Was she four or could it have been so far back that she was three... I mean, I think at two she wasn't dancing or maybe she was, I can't remember. It seems that more often, I am playing the process of elimination game and asking myself questions like, "What round is this, three threes?" I just can't remember. But when surrounded by family or friends that are basically family...they provide a fabulous assist to helping me remember and giving me new memories that I'm sure to never forget. That's my point, and I think I have one...