We are doing better, due to lots and lots of help – some we paid for, but most came from family and friends.
Yesterday as we walked together for the first time as a family, outside, with Jay in the carriage, I said to Char:
I think I’m learning to appreciate family relations more as I grow older.… Read more
This post is written Thursday 18 about a night we will always remember: Jay was born after 12-ish hours of labor, medically induced because Char is 41 and the doctors say it will lessen risk of anything wrong not to go past her term more than one week.
Well, they were wrong.… Read more
Yesterday a friend tried to send me a CD with a new music album his wife had made, but it got nicked by some postal-worker en route.
I can get a new copy, of course, but I hate when people steal from me – esp. something personal like this. We’ve been friends for almost 30 years, MRN and I, and I care very much for his wife, LR, who is a beautiful person like her husband, as well as extremely talented.… Read more
What a morning – writing while trying to fix a clogged toilet, fix breakfast for my pregnant girlfriend, fix shopping, fix everything. But I got written a bit for my Story. And soon on to the accounting. I’m glad I delayed that last part until I had the Story-bit done.
Felt like doing another list-reflection post, then about time and Ageing.… Read more
After yesterday’s considerations about persistence and hope when trying to make a living, at least partially, as a writer in the 21st century, I knew I had forgotten something…
It’s good to remember that if I write 500 words per day on stories I love for the next 10 years then making mental room and spending calendar time for and on that … is worth the most.… Read more
Went to the family, down south, with Char and her grandma. It was mum-in-law’s birthday and a good excuse to go, although the trip is long and I get to drive every time.
Thought about life and death, and clients, and dreams, and Jay, and whether or not life would bring Good – or more of it – in the unknown future.… Read more
1) A friend knows. Knows me. Knows changes. Knows time. And cares. And I know that he knows and cares.
2) Friends grow old in the right way. For the right purpose. Like something you drink that warms you for a long time after. That’s worth ageing.
3) There are exceptions, but the rule is probably that it is dangerous to confuse colleagues and friends.… Read more
Today my friend, JMO, is coming to help move the desk into the little room so the former living room/office can be fully baby-fied.
Right after work, right before flying off to Germany for a meeting early next morning.
We’ve known each other, on and off, since we were about 9 and 11 years old.… Read more
“Take these dogs away from me … before they bite!”
That’s a line from a song, but it could’ve been a good line for this day on the Journey.
For I felt absolutely on the edge of rotten today.
Dunno exactly why, but as I’ve explained before I sometimes wake up and feel extremely ‘low on energy’, more edgy, more irritable, more anxious.… Read more
One thing that keeps me going when I’m in a black hole … is the energy of giving.
When I am that it is a way to get hope to … each out to others.
And give them the best hope I can.
For example: via comments on their blog posts or in forums and helping them with some very particular problem.… Read more