What is Rome?

I have read the book Lori speaks of and LOVE that same passsge !

Lori Greer in Portland

The passage “What is Rome?” below is from Four Seasons in Rome by Anthony Doerr.

I read a few pages of his book every few days.  It is like sitting down with a friend.

I am learning a lot from his experiences living in Rome with his wife and twins.

This was a book club selection for my Italian Book Club.*  Some loved this book.  Some found it boring.

Read reviews at Four Seasons in Rome….

Four Seasons in Rome

“What is Rome? …

“It’s like America before coffee was “to go”, when a playground was a patch of gravel, some cigarette butts, and an uninspected swing set; when everybody smoked, when businesses in your neighborhood were owned by people in your neighborhood; when children still stood on the front seats of moving cars and spread their fingers across the dash.

“It’s a health-care service that ensures assistance to both Italians and foreigners in…

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An “Only” Child OR……How Blessed am I? Let Me Count the Cousins…..

How interesting  that I would come across an article this morning about the benefits of growing up with your cousins as I have been pondering that very sentiment for the last couple of weeks now.

By definition I am an only child.  I am a single child issued of one man and woman who did not sire any other children.

That is however the ONLY instance in my life where the word “only” child pertains to me.

My mom and dad came forth from a family of 7 and  5 siblings.  Those siblings had 23 children between them.

Both mom and dad were close to their brothers and sisters and consequently I was surrounded by the love, teasing, nurturing and general mayhem that was my birthright of ; if not a  large family then certainly an “enlarged ” family.

I was submerged in a veritable army of children and parents from the time I arrived  in this world kicking and wailing more than half a century ago.

We summered  together, spent Christmas together, celebrated Birthdays together and traveled together.  What a merry band we were!

I was blessed with a multitude of moms and  self proclaimed brothers and sisters.

What is even more magical is we are all still friends,  we still form a beautiful posse and the  consensus is we would choose to spend time together even if we were not family.

I am proud that we still gather to this day and that our children also spend time together.   I am a better person for having grown up with them .

I am NOT  nor will I EVER be an

“ONLY” child.




Our Final Days and a Deal With God

What a beautiful read and beautiful homage .

A Holistic Journey

I wonder if she woke feeling any different that day, if she’d had any telltale dreams. We women have our sixth sense about things. But she probably had no inkling that it was her last dawn, at least on this earth. It was a sudden heart attack. Who did she greet on the way out of her building? Who got the last of her smiling gift? Who gave her her last hug, reminded her that she was loved? Susan Irene Fox is not the first blogger I’d known to have passed – she is, actually, the fourth on WordPress – but her death hits close to home. She reached out to me, put me on her prayer list three years ago, in response to a difficult post I put out. I just revisited our emails, the comments and the guest postSingle At Sixty she left on this blog, a…

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The Mission

It’s 3:45 on a Sunday afternoon.

I am basking in the sun, feeling it’s warmth. I am recharging my soul, my equilibrium, my strength and all that is good in me.

I am listening to Ennio Morricone’s “The Mission” and if you are not familiar with it…… Do yourself a favour..… Take a listen at this very moment…… Go ahead…… I’ll wait……The Mission

Ennio wrote this music to accompany the movie The Mission. The movie is set in a Jesuit mission in 18th century South America and stars Jeremy Irons and Robert Denero. It is a story of penance and redemption .

Even if you never see the Movie -the music is an absolute interpretation of incredible strength, determination and will, of staggering odds, of deep rooted yearning for redemption and hope and a light at the end of a very long and merciless tunnel.

I hear the struggle, the yearning for forgiveness and the unbearable lightness of absolution.

There is much that is not right in the world at the moment but I am hopeful , this music makes me hopeful.

It must become our mission to right the wrongs.

Honouring Kay on her 90th Birthday


My Aunty Kay is so caring , ready for anything and full of fun that she was named for exactly those things:

K for “KIND”

Let me illustrate;


Stray dogs, stray cats, friends of friends, other peoples’ children, extra daughters ☺, people new to our country without a family of their own to go to at Christmas time ( I particularly remember a certain Nick the Greek), all manner of people found their way to the dinner table, to the couch (gosh knows there was no extra bed ) to the party.

Everyone was welcome in my auntie Kay’s house.


Always ready to go!

Make up on!

High heels and a pretty frock.

“All dolled up” we used to call it.

On a long train ride for an unexpected trip to Gaspé with her younger sister Ann.


An 8 hour drive jammed in to a Ford Mercury with four adults and four kids all the way from Montreal to Sept Isles, Quebec; the lack of mandatory seatbelt law at the time made it easy to double up: double the fun, double jeopardy, double the adventure.

Even a pub crawl in jolly old England made its way on Kay’s adventure list.

Kay was always ready to go!


To this very day I know if we are out somewhere and Kay hear’s a song that she likes, no matter where she is and who is watching she will get up and dance 💃🏼 !

She will always be interested in knowing who the cool kids are and she will always be invited to their lunch table.

She is interested in knowing what young people are up to and genuinely proud of all.

Laughing is a part of her daily diet.

I ought to know;

I was often the one at the dinner table, or on the couch.

I rode along on a few of her adventures,

And many an early morning she listened while we recounted our adventures of the night before.

Aunty Kay today is YOUR day!

To celebrate your 90 rotations around the sun ☀️ your three daughters are with you , your fourth daughter is looking down on you with love and your fifth daughter is sitting right here thinking of you today with a big grin on her face and a heart full of love for you.

Happy Happy Birthday Dear Auntie Kay!

Keep a spot on your couch, A few bananas and the peanut butter jar out for me because you never know when I might come and get me some lovin’

Vintage Value: Ode to the Seasoned Career Person in the New Age of Business

I may be slower to learn now but my vast experience is quick to help.

I may struggle sometimes with today’s business technology but I am an expert in reading people.

You may not see me on Twitter, Snapchat and the like but I have seen the world and it’s beautiful places as well as many cultures.

I may not know my way around social media but I have been around Rock Stars, princes and hobos alike.

I may not know how to run a software application but I have run successful businesses.

I may not intuitively find errors in spreadsheets but I find my way to peoples hearts and I know where mine is at all times.

I am not wasting paper. I am printing a document so I may hold it in my hands, make annotations in the margins and underline certain passages. This will help my learning and ultimately help you.

I sometimes forget word for word the many processes/policies you ask of me but that is because there are many more policies and processes stored in my brain than you may ever come across.

I am not the best multitasker when it comes to doing social media while answering a client in person, while talking on the telephone and signing a document but when I am speaking with you you have my FULL attention.

I am vintage but I bring value.

I will strive to be all that YOU need me to BE but I will not apologize for how I – BE.