Category Archives: aging

Home alone.

Posted on July 20, 2013 by RosieL

The lid came off the other day. Like a loosened champagne cork, loudly and with gusto. My friend was about to go home but first wanted to use the loo. She called out to me that she couldn’t get in … Continue reading →

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When I grow too old to dream.

Posted on April 10, 2013 by RosieL

In another lifetime I am maybe four years old. My brother and I are staying with our aunt and uncle on the other side of the city in the house between the railway station and the big park. It must … Continue reading →

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When P was for Parkinson’s Disease.

Posted on April 3, 2013 by RosieL

My mother was in a right state when we arrived at visiting time. That young doctor – what did he know about anything? – had asked her, with no warning and from the end of the bed, how her Parkinson’s … Continue reading →

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Becoming someone else.

Posted on January 5, 2013 by RosieL

During dinner, my friend turned to me and asked, “So what’s on your agenda for this year? What have you got planned?” Clang! I hesitated and then I filled the space left for me with words that made sentences but … Continue reading →

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Uncles.

Posted on December 21, 2012 by RosieL

When my daughter finished school and was accepted into university, one of my uncles – the middle one – phoned with his congratulations. The university had been the only one in the state when he was a lad, and although … Continue reading →

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Ploughing.

Posted on September 9, 2012 by RosieL

Once upon a time, and for a long time, I lived in a village. For a lesser, but also long time, I worked there. It was a proper village, too, plopped down in the countryside, with spires on the hill … Continue reading →

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We grow old, we grow old.

Posted on April 6, 2012 by RosieL

Someone took some photos at a dinner I was at. I saw the photos and the ones that I was in. I looked again and I thought, I look so old. I am so old, of course, but I am … Continue reading →

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