My generation is in what’s often called the sandwich generation. Stuck between the responsibilities of parenting our children and taking care of our parents. It’s an imperfect metaphor though because I’m not so much the meat in the middle as I am the bread that’s holding it all together. If I dig a bit further … Continue reading The Imperfect Sandwich
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Seeking Liminal Space
Me heading out on the early morning Malapascua dive. In Malapascua, Philippines, I went on a deep ocean dive to see hammerhead sharks (we did not in fact see hammerhead sharks). It was the early hours of the morning, and the ocean was a deep blue filtering into turquoise in the subtle morning light. As … Continue reading Seeking Liminal Space
Between Restlessness and Rest
When I was growing up, my mom tried on identities like new wardrobes. There was "muffin mom" who wore twinsets and pearls and baked goods from a newly purchased "Muffins and More" cookbook. She only lasted a few weeks, but we all have fond memories of this one.