Rebel Yell, a word to my younger self

I've always been 'weird'; that's what my parents and siblings called me growing up. My father told my mother I would 'calm down', that the love of good man would quieten me and calm me and make me OK (meaning more feminine), but none of that has happened.  If anything I have gotten more rebellious … Continue reading Rebel Yell, a word to my younger self

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And while we’re on the subject of getting older……

I saw this amazing video today about Panchita of Costa Rica who's 100-years-old give or take, or at least she was when the video was filmed, and she spent her days laughing and loving and befriending every single person who came to her village. Her smile was warm and infectious, her zest for living absolutely … Continue reading And while we’re on the subject of getting older……

Getting older, a complete love affair solo

I love getting older, it's a release, a joy, a place I was always meant to inhabit even when I was young. Being young - an adolescent, a young woman, the 20s, the 30s, even the 40s never sat well with me. I baulked under the responsibility of living, of child raising, of career seeking, … Continue reading Getting older, a complete love affair solo