I really believe all change is good. I tell my children this. I tell my set-in-his-ways husband this. But when I'm in the midst of a tidal wave of change, I lose my grasp on this guiding principle. To be fair, one of the main changes I've been through recently was unexpected, and has affected... Continue Reading →
Columbus
It's not so bad, really. He may be seven hours and two states away, but he's in a nice apartment...well, a suitable apartment, clean, quiet, warm, with working appliances and new carpet, no complaints. But he doesn't have a bed. Despite dogged attempts to locate and purchase a queen sized mattress/box spring so he doesn't... Continue Reading →
Pulling up Stakes
I'm in my garden clearing out structures so the park district can till the plant matter back into the soil. The ground will wait over the long winter, chewing up vines and leaves and dead bugs and turning them into soft, dark loam. Physical work forces my brain to examine the latest events in my... Continue Reading →
Home, for now.
I got an email from the agency through which I have been working, until recently. I had let them know that my husband had gotten a job out of state, and that I would wait to hear from them about returning to my job. In her email, the agency rep said she'd keep me apprised... Continue Reading →
Planning
I'm at the forest preserve where I walk my dog. I've dropped my phone, and I'm trying to get it back into the pocket so I can leash the dog and get moving. A voice interrupts me, startling me a bit, since I hardly ever see people here, much less talk to them. An elderly... Continue Reading →
Meg Currell 