My visit with my grandma, my not agreeing with her about joining J-Date, and the scary End Of World Worry of 2012.

Grandma.

Letting your baby go for the first night. I don’t know how all you mothers survived. I know I will but I’m going nuts here for now.

I grew up in 1960’s England, at a time when the world was changing very fast. My grandma was my link to the past, while my parents were forward looking and full of life.

I grew up in 1960’s England, at a time when the world was changing very fast. My grandma was my link to the past, while my parents were forward looking and full of life.

The hardest part was seeing my mother cry.

I grew up in 1960’s England, at a time when the world was changing very fast. My grandma was my link to the past, while my parents were forward looking and full of life.

My Grandmother told me of the stormy night when she met my Grandfather.

A canine perspective on going out in the car.

Enjoy, It’s a creative writing piece.