My daughter stood at the boards of the local ice rink, where we skate together two days a week. We were NOT having a good practice. I can't turn anymore. She can't jump anymore.
"I think this part of my life may be over," she said, tearing up.
I don't know what to say.
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Wei-sun with Nin-nin in China 1951
On life, and being the parent of adults
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I never really got into the Mommy Bloggers (partially because my kids were already older when the phenomenon started), but I got a bit of the bug after they left.
I have a son and daughter,currently in their early twenties pushing over thirty, and out in the world, getting along just fine without me. Some days I return the favor by not thinking about them. Some days I miss them like a physical pain.
I have a son and daughter,
Wei-sun with Nin-nin in China 1951
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- Alexandra
- A gardener, a cook, an artist. My hair is pink and my soul is old.
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