As I sit in my favourite room in the house, in relative silence, as for once I’m the only one at home; I look around and I can see the memories of all that has happened in this room…. If that table could talk! This time last year, we were fixing up the old house … Continue reading 4 Walls and a Roof
It's been a funny old 25+ years.... Woke up this morning and Poof! Just like that, I am the no longer the mother of Teenagers! How, and more importantly When, did that happen? It’s definitely been the hardest, toughest, most rewarding thing I've ever done! And..... I don't regret a minute of it... When that … Continue reading The Bairns….
Back in January, I wrote a blog about the people who live on the periphery of our lives “The Regulars” (https://chrissiestable.com/2020/01/31/the-regulars/ ) And I wrote about Dave, who was moving from a regular to a friend…. As summer came to a close; we would see each other most days, and chat. He was English, always … Continue reading “Tara Chook, Keep Smiling”
“She tolerates aloneness well” -Miss Mardle, Form Teacher, 5M, 1981 A long remembered line in my last school report, at my old high school before it closed, and I set off to a much bigger school the following year. I thought I understood what she meant, but it wouldn’t be until almost 40 years later, … Continue reading a teacher’s insight
“That’s what I do, I write, and I know things.” Apologies to George R R Martin, and Tyrrione, for bastardising this often memed quote.. I love words, reading, writing, speaking, collecting. I’ve had it described as my Superpower… I love being able to take people on a journey, in their heads, by just using words; … Continue reading The Wordsmith
“Where were you when JFK was shot?” A pinpoint in history that changed the world – or our perception of the world. There have been other “JFK Moments” – When Elvis “left the building”; When Diana died; When Bowie and Prince passed away; 9/11.. Moments in time, that are globally felt, that are markers of … Continue reading 1.40pm:15 March 2019
My younger son has left home. The exodus from the family home has begun… To mark his leaving, there was, of course, a shared dinner… And as my, ever increasing, whanau sat, sated, playing a card game, I was given to reflect on the deep voices around my table and the full bellied laughs…… There … Continue reading Deep Voices and Loud Laughter
“A treasured thing” As I start the declutter of the house, I face a thousand (actually possibly a million) decisions of what to keep and what to rehome/recycle/pass to charity… (throwing away being the last option). I have many MANY “things” and am finding as life changes I am willing to part with more of … Continue reading “taonga”
