I make many, many foolish choices in life, choices where I overestimate my ability to withstand pain, pressure, workload. I spread myself too thin. This time, I did not do that. I guess 50 also brings some small level of wisdom.
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Diane Masiello
Diane Masiello is a part-time writer and a full-time mom, wife, daughter, and daughter-in-law. Like many who are currently part of the “sandwich generation,” – those who still have kids at home but are also taking care of aging parents—she is also trying to find the time to carve out some space for her own passions. In her earlier life she earned a Ph.D. in Education from New York University, and worked as an Instructor of English, then Assistant Professor of English at the University of Tampa. In 2003 she left academia to raise her two daughters—the longest, hardest job she’s ever held, and the most rewarding. During her time in academia she edited and contributed to a variety of academic publications, but her greatest joy was the publication of her first short fantasy story, “The Sunspot,” in CrossTime Science Fiction Anthology Vol. II. She has her own blog, “Afternoons with Coffee Spoons,” which started as a mommy blog but ended when she realized her daughters had become old enough that writing about them without their permission seemed invasive. She has just completed her first young adult fantasy novel, Keeper, and is starting on the maze-like road toward publication. She is thrilled to be a part of The Gloria Sirens and looks forward to the conversations her blog posts may inspire.
This Time
The only thing we can rely on is that nothing will ever be the same for very long.
Worth Reading
If I was a dragon, I’d hoard books.
Against The Dying of the Light
This wedding photo has been in my living room for almost 30 years. Do you see the beautiful young bridesmaid on the right, throwing rose petals? Her name is Rose Mary. She […]
Living with Our Whole Heart
So whether we look at a two-thousand-year-old Bible passage, or modern research based on 6,000 interviews and over six years of scholarly work, we get the same answer.
Sitting at Table
If we stop seeing things as a race or a competition, and start seeing things as a place where everyone can have a seat at the table, we can help ourselves and help others in the process…”
A Letter to My Daughter Upon Her Return to College
I imagine that many young people are, at this point, feeling a bit homesick. The holidays are over, and you are returning to school. While this is exciting and you are probably enjoying your renewed sense of freedom, you might be missing your bed, or your pets, your space, the ability to walk into a fully stocked kitchen and grab something out of the fridge.
Don’t Look Back
There was once a time when I did not live without the specter of illness around every corner? I lived a life that wasn’t conditional on the spread of a virus? I spent almost five decades making plans that weren’t likely to be cancelled anywhere, any time, with little notice, because of a nasal-swabbed test result? Could it be true?
Free Will
Would it really be so bad to lose the world?
Positive
Anxiety . . . is an illness of “what-ifs.” The mind takes the most minuscule threat and blows it up to–not even huge proportions, just unrealistically large ones.
The Gloria Sirens 