As we grow older, the experiences of our parents can offer us clues about what to expect, or guard against. Having been adopted as a baby, I will have to wait and see. I have no knowledge of my birth parents. And medical science has moved on since my adoptive parents died. Gran survived breast … Continue reading As I Age; What Next?
This month's story is by Val Chapman. Val is one of the founder members of our writing group, The Whittlesey Wordsmiths. No Stone Unturned Val Chapman Barbara sat back on her heels and tilted her face to the sun. She had spent the last half-hour on her knees weeding her garden, and her back was … Continue reading Story Chat for September
Teeth Once, I could tear sticky tape with my teeth and break thread with them when stitching. Today, the front teeth I once applied to tape and thread no longer meet for the purpose. My bottom teeth resemble tumbling tombstones in an abandoned graveyard. Today's orthodontists would probably remove a couple in childhood, but back … Continue reading Tooth and Claw As I Get Older
Thanks to Bridget Whelan for alerting me to this quote from The Master which seems so relevant to my ‘As I’m Ageing’ posts.
A Dress for a Princess by Wendy Fletcher If you missed Wendy’s story, read it at https://cathy-cade.com/2021/08/03/story-chat-for-august/ Twist in the tale Janis @ RetirementallyChallenged wrote, “I love a story with a twist, and this one definitely provided one – both to my heartstrings and to my pre-conceived idea." Phil thought that “the twist at the … Continue reading August Story Chat Summary
As I get older, my feet and my fingers are no longer my own It may be that I’m looking for problems, but it seems that I’m more often fumbling a cup or a bowl when I take it from its cupboard. Sometimes I can field it on the way down, but if it's one … Continue reading Feet and Fingers as I Get Older
Read the story here The conversation so far... We are halfway through August’s Story Chat. Wendy Fletcher’s story of a small girl being taken to buy her first party dress has prompted emotions and memories among readers. Anyone with experience of dressing and undressing small children in public facilities, for whatever reason, knows how exhausting … Continue reading Still Time to Join August’s Story Chat
Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.com I've always been bad at recalling names, so at least I know that isn’t age-related. I’m equally bad at recognising faces. I was often in trouble as a teen for cutting people socially who I had previously been introduced to at family events. I recently discovered there is such … Continue reading Memory, as I Get Older
You may have come across Marsha Ingrao's blog, Always Write in your browsing. Story Chat is only one of its many facets: an opportunity for writers to get one of their stories out there for discussion. This month I am guest hosting Story Chat, to introduce Wendy Fletcher, leader of our u3a writing group, the … Continue reading Story Chat for August
As I get older, time flies faster. Before I retired, I expected that, with no job to occupy my time, the days would dawdle pleasantly. It took a while to realise how fast the months (no, years!) have whizzed past since I stopped working. I should have realised. Didn’t the weekends always fly by faster … Continue reading As I Get Older…