Finally, I have made friends with the voice that lives in the high rise condo behind my ear (well, not too high, I’m only 5’2”) named Irma Prattle. She’s an inconsistent friend.
I’m peering over the edge of the slippery slope toward being called a a senior. Ick. I’m not afraid of age. I’m afraid of idiocy in age. By me and others around me.
Miscellaneous things I enjoy: Holding a completed writing project, admiring my husband’s strength when he digs rocks out of the garden, sitting in lonely places, good wine (and little is bad), rain, walking along new streets or wild places, finishing exercising, eating crab.
When I miss my son and his family or it’s been too long since I’ve seen them, I close my eyes and listen to their remembered voices. When I miss my husband, I lean out of my office and yell, “Where are you?” He usually answers.
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