…my Mom had a rule for her children, well, at least for me, that we couldn’t go barefoot until the ground was warm enough for the corn to be in it, to be planted in the Spring. And shoes had to go back on when the corn came out of the fields in the Fall.
Musings of releasing oneself from the need to be productive.
I wrote about my brother Bob’s illness and subsequent death in The Winter of Grief.What I saved for this story is events I experienced, especially in the last year, involving my brother. Here’s the backstory: When Bob was diagnosed with Parkinson’s and Dementia in 2010, he started his care in a nursing home in theContinue reading “On a Warm Day in June”
On January 4th, my nephew’s wife called to say my brother Bob was not eating and was declining. I hadn’t seen him since last June, and in December was told he could no longer participate in the phone conversations I had just had a month prior. I knew I needed to visit him. I rememberedContinue reading “The Winter of Grief”
My experience with hearing aids and tinnitus.
Last July I pulled a back muscle and was taking muscle relaxants. I thought the constant sounds of cicadas in my head was just one funky side effect of that unpleasant medicine. Because the cicadas in my head left before the ones in nature made their annual entrance, I didn’t think more about it. ThisContinue reading “Do you hear what I hear?”
On December 31, 2017, I decided to quit playing a game called Pokémon Go . A little about Pokémon: It has been around since February 1996, six months after Sam was born. It has been a part of my life around seventeen years, due to Sam’s interest as a young child. When he used the wordContinue reading “Gotta Catch ‘Em All! (my ventures with Pokémon Go )”
My observations of my first holiday in retirement. I like love it! I learned something about my thinking process. When I didn’t prepare a dish I wanted to have for the Thanksgiving feast, I found myself thinking it was because I didn’t have time. I realized that was a default thought, and of course, IContinue reading “My first holiday in retirement”
A colleague wondered aloud at an event we coordinate together, how they would carry on without me when I retire. I was baffled. I see these colleagues as very competent, and I have no worries. Yesterday I worked with another colleague to create wording, policy really, for a service offered through a council on whichContinue reading “Carry on!”
It happened on October 14th. I knew it at the time, and was relieved. I wasn’t sure it would last, but it has for two weeks. What happened is I gave up my struggle, my angst about not being able to retire with my job all tidy. What replaced that struggle was a peace withContinue reading “October 14, 2016”