When I departed Tel Aviv, Israel, about 36 hours and hit submit on a Huffington Post piece: on aging, and the crisis that my son’s birthday created for me recently–– I figured it would be out there in a week or so. That’s how these things usually go. However, when I landed in Toronto (13 hrs later), for my layover, my story was up and running! The world gets smaller and smaller all the time! (Aside: unless you’re sitting on a plane for 13 hours, your flight is delayed 2 hours, you miss your connection and don’t get home for 26 hours!!)
This piece is currently featured on Huffington Post. Hope you’ll fly over there and show some love. There’s a FB like icon at the top, that you can hit, and a place to Tweet it out to the universe. More than anything, I love comments. Share your thoughts and tell me what you think. WordPress and Tales From the Motherland are my home. This is where I make connections and where I live. However, the more I get my work out there, beyond my own yard, the better my chances are for reaching my goal of a published book. I write to have my words read. Help me get them read, by supporting them, wherever they land! Thanks blog friends!
Now fly over to to HuffPo and check out this humorous piece on aging: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/dawn-q-landau/aging-do-the-math_b_9698858.html
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What a long flight, Dawn! So glad you are safe and sound, back at home. I’ll catch your post out there. xo
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Thanks AMy… LONG flights indeed! With one flight delayed by 2 hours, it was 26 hours home! Ugh. Thanks for the welcome. xo
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Great article, Dawn. Having one son who just turned 16 and another who’ll be 19 this month, I can relate. But it is what I is, so I try not to focus too much on the years past. Knowing I’ll never hear their sweet toddler voices again or read them a bedtime story makes me too sad if I do. But I suppose that’s where grandkids come in. Though I definitely don’t want them yet!
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NO, you don’t want them yet… but oh, when they come! Tal about sweetness!! Thanks for taking the time, Carrie.
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Beautifully written! I can’t relate yet, but I actually look forward to that day (right now). Knowing a lot of very active people who are in their 80’s and two in their 90’s, I’m not afraid of growing older. But having some struggles at the moment, just making it through the day, I sometimes dread having to go through decades more of this.
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Dear Susan, breathe; it does in fact pass, and while you may not miss some of these moments, you will certainly miss others. Hang in there friend! xo
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Thanks. Today is a better day.
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Congrats!
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Thanks, Lisa… but, for what? Turning 74??
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Great piece. My oldest is graduating college in a month and embarking on her next adventure…clear across the country. It’s a calamity of emotions…. I feel old. I feel happy and I feel a heavy, heavy ache.
Happy 24 to the middle man. And to you, the YOUNG traveling mom 🙂 cheers!
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Thanks Audra… yes, yes, and yes! See, you poets can write it in a few eloquent words. It really is a tough road, but necessary. Thankfully (and granted, I struggle with this next thing), the world is getting smaller and smaller!
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