Catching Up
I've not written a blog post for several weeks. At first it was because I was so gosh-darn busy. But then my grandson's health emergency called me to drive down to Asheville to be of support. I have not done a road trip for years. Both my daughters emphatically told me it was not safe for someone as old as I am to go on a long car trip by myself. And I more or less agreed. It is true that as you age, many things get less sharp: hearing, reactions, thinking. But this seemed really important so I suddenly decided to drive south and started the next morning. By the time I got to Asheville, three days later (!), I was inclined to agree that my daughters had been right. But I made it! So that's where I am, hoping to be a helpful, supportive presence to my daughter's family as they try to find answers and healing. I don't have much to write about, nothing particularly enlightening. But the week before I left Iowa, I wrote four "cinquaines" for my poetry group, ...