What is a fifty-nine year old woman supposed to look like? I asked Google this morning and I got some pictures of Christie Brinkley and Maria Shriver. Along with some photos of grandma-ish looking women with white hair. I don’t know whether I’m supposed to be in full grandma mode — of course, I’ll never… Continue reading The Castle
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Nurseling
This is the last pictue I ever took of Sarah. I may have posted it before; it’s the icon for the blog anyway. I took it on August 11, 2022 and Sarah died on August 18. I love looking at pictures of Sarah growing up, seeing how her face and hair changed. When she was… Continue reading Nurseling
Physical Comedy
Sarah loved telling jokes and knock-knock jokes were a particular favorite. She had a page of them on her speech device. Knock-knock, who’s there? Boo. Boo who? You don’t have to cry, it’s just a knock-knock joke. I’m told a lot of kids with neurological, developmental or speech issues like knock-knock jokes. They like the… Continue reading Physical Comedy
Miss Tish
I used to like to refer to Sarah as “Mom’s Girl,” as in “How’s Mom’s Girl feeling this morning?” or “Does Mom’s Girl want to watch some YouTube?” Sarah seemed to like being called Mom’s Girl but Max sometimes objected that she was Dad’s Girl too and should be acknowledged as such. Of course, Sarah… Continue reading Miss Tish
Project Linus
A friend messaged and said she had a bunch of jigsaw puzzles she could send me if I needed puzzles. It brought me back to a few years ago, Early and Pre-Pandemic when I was doing 1000 and 1500 piece puzzles pretty regularly. It was my obsession slash compulsion for a while, and then it… Continue reading Project Linus
Fantasy Children
I started watching a documentary yesterday on MAX (yes, we finally are able to get it) about a young Ukrainian girl with disabilities who was adopted by an Indiana family who then gave up on her and basically tried to dump her in a strange town without any resources. It’s called The Curious Case of… Continue reading Fantasy Children
Witches
This morning I woke up feeling somewhere between okay and pretty good for once. Not fantastic or super-pumped, but stable and not on the edge of tears all the time like I have been so much lately. Hmmm. Now I just have to get out ahead of myself before I start feeling guilty about feeling… Continue reading Witches
Group Think
I slept until after 5:30 am today, which is great for me. I always seem to sleep longer and better when Dad is visiting. I’m not sure why. Maybe some worry or angst is alleviated that all the people (and animals) I need to keep alive are under one roof. I also talked to Dr.… Continue reading Group Think
Pool Party
Dad is back at our place for a few days to oversee the renovation of his new apartment at the Place Where He Is Moving To, and we will have lunch there and meet some other residents. Dad is really looking forward to meeting people and getting involved in the groups at the PWHIMT and… Continue reading Pool Party
Magic is the Moonlight
Last night I was brushing my teeth, getting ready for bed, and while I was brushing I studied the decor in our upstairs bathroom. We live in a 1941 colonial with three very tiny upstairs bedrooms and one small upstairs bathroom that I guess you could call Art Deco. It’s got yellow and black original… Continue reading Magic is the Moonlight
The First Year Without Sarah 