Essays about Life
Cooper, my youngest granddaughter, probably sees more clearly than any of us since she is unencumbered thus far with the complexities of life. Not me. From time to time I am struck with the desire to write about something, often as a way of working it out. I don’t know if I am on the high end of middle age or the low end of old age, but regardless, certain issues occur that didn’t used to. It’s not good or bad to be in this place, just different. And being someone who ceaselessly analyzes (yes, I know, it’s a curse), I just have to get it worked out in my mind. The best way to do that is to get in into words. It helps me see clearly.
I’ll be adding to these essays from time to time. Meanwhile, I’ll start with Stuck in the Middle.