Materfamilias Writes

And the Un-Planned, the Un-Planning, of Travel

And the Un-Planned, the Un-Planning, of Travel

I had imagined I’d find more time during our month in Bordeaux for writing longer, more thoughtful posts, essays almost, in which I worked to sort out some thinking around my transition into retirement, some…

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Mothers, daughters who are Mothers, and Travel …

Mothers, daughters who are Mothers, and Travel …

I am not going to lie. The last few days have been rich, full, satisfying, emotionally rewarding, and, damnit, really tough. Helping our daughter pack for her trip and get through a long list of…

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A Week from Today . . . Travels and Life Changes

A Week from Today . . . Travels and Life Changes

A week from today, my sister and I will be headed to the airport, excited about visiting Paris together. We’re both almost packed — she emailed me on Wednesday to say that I should bring…

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Garden. Sunshine. Awakening. . .

Garden. Sunshine. Awakening. . .

I feel as if I’ve been playing hooky from my blog, which is rather a silly way to conceive a few days away — my last post was on Friday, and today’s only Monday. I’m…

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Pulling up the Covers . . .

Pulling up the Covers . . .

Home sick today, mostly walloped by the emotions stirred up by a celebration of my mother-in-law’s life, held yesterday in our little Vancouver apartment. A very informal, but very heartfelt memorial, all of our children…

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