There – it’s in black and white – a number that confirms middle-age, or does it? Can I defer until 50? Right…maybe not. Of course I’ve posted previously about that middling, muddled feeling of a life have over (and maybe half to come, if I’m lucky) – I’ve been thinking (read obsessing about it for years). Like many mid-life mad … Read More
I feel a little bad starting a post about quitting complaining by grumbling about my son. But if enduring his world-class whinging and whining has been worth anything, it’s been to teach me that embracing change is the secret to stopping complaining…to waking up one morning with nothing to carp about and everything to appreciate.