I’ve had a dramatically changing relationship with solitude, it seems to be linked to age and life experiences over time. I sought and revelled in it as a child. My mother laughingly called me Greta because of the famous “I vont to be alone” Garbo line. Happy hours would go by in my bedroom drawing,Continue reading “Solitaire, without the fear”
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Christmas to Christmas, the difference a year makes
I love Christmas – yes, I’m one of those people. It’s an infection I caught from my adored grandfather. He was adored not just by me but everyone who ever met him, so infectious was his larger than life gregarious spirit. At Christmas time he exploded with good cheer and merriment. As children my brotherContinue reading “Christmas to Christmas, the difference a year makes”
Staying in, staying sane…
It’s been an interesting year, 2020. An astrologer friend said it’s officially the ‘year of suffering’. I prefer ‘year of transformation’. After being taught by nuns during my school days, the word suffering has terrible connotations of Jesus on the cross. I’d cry in class every Easter, if you also grew up with those stories,Continue reading “Staying in, staying sane…”
My new life at 50 