I am a sixty three year old woman. That in itself amazes me, as I still feel 15 on most days.
I have three kids, but while I was busy cooking and shopping, they all grew up on me.
When all three moved out for good one summer, I found myself facing the future without my favorite title, that being, of course, “Mommy”. I was still Ma, and Mom and even “Mammadukes”. But I wasn’t “Mommy” anymore. My big question at that point was: What next?
I started this blog, back in the fall of 2010 on the advice of my wonderful therapist, who encouraged me to record my feelings as I slogged through a true bout of “Post Departum Depression”. I found kindred souls, helpful advice, funny stories and a lot of incredibly talented writers.
Now, 2019, I am happy to pronounce myself “all better”! No more sadness, although I’ll always be nostalgic for those sweet baby days. Now I find myself looking forward with interest to the next phase of life.
I’ve just retired from teaching, with a little push from my administrators and the education reform movement. My oldest child is married, and is facing motherhood. I am honing up on my “Nonni” skills by buying picture books and practicing cookie recipes.
My husband and I are enjoying our quiet times, and have started to travel together. We’re looking to buy ourselves a little RV!
Life looks good, and I want to keep writing about it!