Saying goodbye to a friend

My daughter's friend delivered some unexpected news last week. Without preamble, she sent a one line email declaring that she was moving. To California. Like, soon.    Well. It's not the first time that one of her close friends have moved away; it's the third time, actually. It seems to be hitting her in a … Continue reading Saying goodbye to a friend

Toy Story 3

When I take my daughter to see a (kids) movie, my expectations are generally quite low. I find this to be an effective strategy in maximizing any potential enjoyment of said movie, as well as to minimize any potential boredom (my other strategy is to bring my knitting and a book light; I can knit … Continue reading Toy Story 3

Lunch and learn

The first Thursday of the month, Amy Wood Psy.D. presents a workshop series entitled "Lifewise at Lunch". It's held at the Kennebunk Free Library downstairs in Hank's Room. It kicked off last week on June 3rd. The talks run from noon until 1:00pm She began and ended this first one on time, so if you … Continue reading Lunch and learn

parting is such…(insert oxymoronic phrase)

my best work friend is moving on to greener pastures in the workforce...happy for her, sad for me.  of course,we plan to stay in touch and have even gone so far as to devise ways to accomplish this (we don't live near each other), but it is still happy/sad. In The Happiness Project (http://www.happiness-project.com/), author … Continue reading parting is such…(insert oxymoronic phrase)

happy easter

one of my favorite holidays growing up was easter. my father loved easter, and always went out of his way to make it fun for us. we had the requisite easter baskets, usually one of the prepackaged, pre-filled ones from the closest department store (we were a family of 4 kids born in 6 years, … Continue reading happy easter

grieving my dead relatives, part 3

my paternal grandmother's birthday is today. her name was originally 'maria', anglicized to 'mary'  (as so many were so many others) when she arrived here from italy around 1924 (http://www.ellisisland.org/). she died at the age of 93, about 6 years ago. she had sort of reconciled herself to the reality of her cognitive decline, as … Continue reading grieving my dead relatives, part 3

grieving my dead relatives, part 2

march 15 was the anniversary of the day my father died and joined my mother.  had he not been addicted to cigarettes, alcohol, and gambling in his 20's,  he'd have been 72 years old. instead, he's been in that great rehab in the sky (i hope...) for 12 long years. as i have often done since he died, … Continue reading grieving my dead relatives, part 2

grieving my dead relatives, part 1

necco wafers, tootsie rolls, pepper and egg sandwiches, chipped beef on toast, coffee jello, split pea soup, hermit cookies... what do these foods have in common?  well, for  one thing, they are all foods that i don't like much. also, they were some of my mother favorites  (i'm sure there is something very freudian in that admission). Her birthday was … Continue reading grieving my dead relatives, part 1