Exploring the Third Season of Life

Notes from Vanaprastha

Reflections on Faith, Nature, and Writing

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Communication

Communication

“Hey, Mom. I’m on my way to yoga,” my daughter Jessica said when we skyped last week. It was 6:45 Monday morning in Hong Kong and the same time on Sunday evening in Virginia, daylight savings time. “How’s the snow there? It’s pretty nice here, not too humid yet." I...

Shadows

Shadows

“When my daughter was a teenager and going through a particularly difficult time, I asked her to take a walk one evening,” my Uncle George told me during our visit last summer. “I said to her, ‘Do you know what I don’t like in you? [Pause] It’s what I see in...

Empathy Scripts

Empathy Scripts

We are always interested in hearing from our customers. I am a Member Care e-mail advisor. I will be looking to resolve and assist you with your concern regarding your repair. We do apologize for all of the confusion regarding your repair appointment. I have sent a...

Threes

Threes

“Trouble always comes in threes,” Mother warned us when we were growing up. In the past couple of weeks, Keith and I have had our three. First, the mailbox post snapped. We think it had a little help. Then the washing machine refused to drain or do anything: lights...

Quilting

Quilting

Snow fell on Vanaprastha yesterday, covering the greenhouse windows in the dining room. Across the region, schools closed and many activities cancelled including last night’s writing group in Charlottesville and this morning’s Bible Study in Nellysford. Weather...

On Marriage

On Marriage

This morning, Keith gets up first. He lets Heathcliff out for his ‘hurry up’ then Freya. From the comfort of bed, I hear her barking in the woods beyond the mountain road turn-around. I smell the coffee, which Keith sets up to brew by 5 every morning – we’re early...