To know me, right here and now, is to know I’m smack dab in the middle.
In the middle of my predicted lifespan (according to one of those online longevity calculators).
In the middle of figuring out how to get everybody everywhere and what to make for dinner again and again.
In the middle of rebuilding a career.
And above all, smack dab in the middle of tending to (and treasuring!) two generations at once: my blossoming children in the throes of their adolescent years on one end; my wise, graciously weathered, white-haired parents in the throes of their sunset years on the other. Continue reading