Today I am mighty-proud-of-myself Bridget. I think I might have done some good today, which of course would be so much better if I didn’t gloat about it, but what can I say, I don’t believe in heaven or any other afterlife-reward-system, so I suppose in my case, it doesn’t matter. Continue reading
Time has been flying lately. The days didn’t have enough hours, the nights were too short. Christmas arrived too early, and the New Year come by almost unnoticed. Continue reading
Being a nurse or caregiver is a calling, a calling I did not receive.
Caretakers are kind and gentle, they are patient and seem to be always in a good mood. I am afraid I am rather the opposite. I am ironic and perhaps a bit sarcastic, and I don’t have a filter between brain and mouth, which is not helpful at all right now. Continue reading
It was my first summer in many years without neighbor kids in my workshop. Bravely, I had decided teens and teenagers are the parent’s problem -not mine- and I have closed my free vacation daycare, until further notice. Continue reading
“Happy Mother’s Day,” he said, looked at me and gave me the receipt. He meant well, so do all the others, wishing me the same thing over and over since years. Now I just smile politely, a smile that doesn’t reach my eyes and everybody who knows me well, would notice. The strangers in the stores they don’t know me, they don’t notice. How could they? It’s their job to be polite to customers. They mean no harm. The younger ones, who don’t have children, think about their own mothers. The older ones, who have children smile, think about their own kids. It’s natural so it seems. Continue reading
Right about now, when the sun shines a little bit brighter, that’s when I start to see dirt everywhere. I have the spring cleaning disease! Apparently, it runs in our family, my Grandmother gave it to me. Continue reading
If you have a Meetup group with a bunch of women over 50+, not all of them are happily married or in a relationship. At a wine tasting last summer, the subject DATING came up and the stories and anecdotes the ladies shared with us, had us roaring with laughter. (Also, it made me hug my husband tight when I came home.) Continue reading