Spirit of Christmas Past
I wrote this post four years ago, when Nola was just two but already had much to teach us about how to enjoy the joys of the season. I realize, as I wind up my…
View PostI wrote this post four years ago, when Nola was just two but already had much to teach us about how to enjoy the joys of the season. I realize, as I wind up my…
View PostIt’s definitely been all about the grandmas round here, whether mine or my children’s or my own doting Nana self sharing photos and anecdotes. I did offer up a little What I Wore the…
View PostMy English grandma and I, the summer my dad flew her out to visit us, 1966, something like nine years since we’d seen her, four or five, I think, since she’d been widowed. My Dad…
View PostWe came to Vancouver for this little one’s birthday, and my, was she happy! What a delight it is to have a wee girl’s face light up at the very sight of you…Nana! Granddad! I…
View PostLisa’s eloquent post on her thoughts, as a mother, on her own mother’s decline, prompted me to begin articulating some of my thoughts about the passing of the generational torch, as I’m observing it in…
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