birthday

turning 51

am relaxing tonight, the last night of my fiftieth year. You may recall that last year at this time I was trying to figure out what it would mean to be 50, enter that decade, grow a few more grey hairs. It’s been a good year. And I’m feeling grateful now for new job opportunities, writing projects finished and started, learning new things, important relationships that have deepened and new relationships that are beginning. I’m so grateful for my amazing, accomplished, and well traveled son. I’m grateful for his thoughtfulness and generosity and for the realization that he sometimes is …

Flying

My favorite seat on a plane is by the window. Most people like the aisle seat because they can stretch their legs out every now and then. But I’m happiest curled up peering out that small window. Yesterday as we headed home, I was there by the window watching the mountains, lakes, roads, and clouds go by. The sky was blue just overhead, but far away in the distance, there was lightening: three bolts touched down. I could see the rain falling, too. We actually flew through some clouds next, and I remembered Roald Dahl’s chapters about the Cloud Men …