Writing out of my mind
by Joan Silberlicht Epstein
I have been a keen observer of people and my surroundings for as long as I can remember. I sat and I watched and I wondered. While I never took to hiding in dumbwaiters (does anyone actually have one of these?) Harriet the Spy fascinated me.
I have not always spoken up about my observations, but I have always had plenty to say. This blog is a compilation of those things. Welcome to the inside of my head!
A Race to the Start
Sometimes mundane things can trigger big thoughts, like this morning when I opened the fridge. I saw the juice bottle in the door and noticed there was very little juice left in it. Not enough to fill the smallest glass in the house. Not even enough to
The Effects of Frankenstorm
We are very fortunate and have little to report regarding the impact of Frankenstorm. We never lost power. The two limbs which came down in our backyard didn’t damage anything. Our basement remained dry. Our kids only missed one day of school. As we view
Learning From My Little One
My daughter is in the midst of celebrating her eighth birthday. For the past several weeks she has been letting us know what sorts of thing she would like for her birthday: books, toys, accessories, etc. It is a great thing for her to do as many people ask me “what can I
Tackling the Fun To-Dos is Still Progress
Yesterday I had trouble motivating myself to continue the purge. I couldn’t seem to tackle the stacks of boxes which rose like mountains throughout our living room, let alone the ones in the basement. I decided that the answer was not to
Pump Me Up
Today’s plan: drop off a bunch of the stuff I have gathered and boxed up for discarding. I started the day by getting a pep talk from my sister. She cheered me on, reminding me of the importance of getting things out of the house as easily and quickly as possible.
Baby Steps
I remember the feelings I had when my daughter took her first steps (I wasn’t in the room when my firstborn took his first steps and I really don’t want to go into the feelings I had about missing that milestone!). We were all so pleased as she carefully placed
17,000 and Counting
Today is a special day. It is our 20th wedding anniversary. It is also my 17,000 day of being alive. I could decide on a day as special as this that I deserve to be pampered – by others, by me. I could spend the day sitting around with my feet up and reading a book while