Category Archives: Daughters

Spiraling back to Seattle

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I drove back into Seattle feeling like I was coming back into the rat race with people “leading lives of quiet desperation” (Thoreau). The traffic was atrocious, drivers aggressive, impatient, blowing their horns because the car in front of them didn’t spurt off immediately when the light turned green. My pace has changed as I’ve journeyed, the striving and pushing has been usurped by peace and being chill, so to get back “home” was a rude awakening. It doesn’t feel like home anymore, but it doesn’t help that all my belongings are in a storage unit and I’m sleeping on my daughter’s couch. I’m displaced, not sure where I belong. Is my car my only home? Eeek, what a thought! Continue reading →

To Audrey, with love

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I have sweat dripping down in the hollow of my lower back. I am in Chicago staying with my daughter in her cute studio apartment that does not have air-conditioning and I am trying to get used to being damp. I don’t like it, it makes me lazy, sticky, grumpy and in a bit of a muddle. But being with my daughter is making up for the discomfort. She is a delight and we are spending a lot of time gabbing in cafes, drinking great coffee, playing cards, getting a pedicure, laying on the beach, sleeping (or trying to sleep in my sweaty case), eating great food, going to a movie, and playing with her foster cats. Continue reading →

Buffalo AUNTics

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“If you must hold yourself up to your children as an object lesson, hold yourself up as a warning and not as an example.”

This was the quote from Shaw in the beginning of the program of Misalliance that I saw in Niagara-on-the-Lake, Ontario, and I giggled thinking about my daughters and wondering if I am being a warning or an example. Whichever way the wind blows I hope they will glean that life is to be lived to the fullest. Continue reading →

Zion, how can it compare?

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Zion National Park views

I went to Zion National Park yesterday. Beautiful, but a hard act to follow after the Grand Canyon. It felt so small. It just isn’t fair to compare it, but unfortunately I can’t help it! I am still so weary from the Phantom Ranch hike. My calves are stiff and sore, my feet worn, so hiking around Zion was a bit trying. Continue reading →