The other day, I was having a conversation with my kids about television – I explained how when we were kids, there was no such thing as a “kids’ channel.” Kids’ shows used to be scheduled in the channel lineup between the VHF channels of 2-13, and come on at a certain time each day. If you missed your show, you were outta luck. Saturday mornings (remember Saturday morning cartoons when you’d help yourself to cereal and plop yourself in front of the TV wayyyyyyyyy before your parents woke up?) were really the only time you could sit for HOURS...Read More
Author: Vivian Lee-Shiue
I’m the type of person who loves to keep myself busy. From the moment I wake (anywhere between 4:30 and 5:45 depending on the day) to the time that I put myself to bed (at around midnight), I’m always doing SOMETHING. I tend to volunteer my idle time so that I’m constantly busy – currently, I’ve volunteered for next year’s PTA, am a board member and singer of a performance group, am on one of our town commissions, and am training and raising money for a half marathon. Between work, family, running, and my volunteer commitments, there is virtually zero downtime. Every...Read More
I used to say that things get better with age; certainly, I felt like I got better with age because I was more mature, more accomplished, had lived more of my life and seen what it has to offer, and was more aware of what really counts. This was true until it came to having kids. I started my journey as a mom later in life – I was two weeks shy of 38 years old when my twins were born. Already, this put me in the “Advanced Maternal Age” category even before I left the gate. When I had my...Read More
From the outside, my house looks picture-perfect. We live in a great neighborhood at the end of a cul-de-sac. Our yard is sunny, the area is quiet, and the house is everything you’d want in a house…if you’re a family with older kids or no kids. For families with young kids, it’s terrible. We bought the house before the rugrats were little more than a twinkle in my eye, and we let the house’s “glamour” outweigh its practicality. We have a “palatial first floor master suite” (as the listing called it) that abuts a “library” (a pretentious name for an office with built-ins) – both rooms sit...Read More
This post is not about death, although it may seem that way. It’s about the legacy that you might leave behind if today were your last day. I have a “fear of death” and it is something that I’ve thought about more actively since having kids. Personally, I am not afraid of dying because if I were to leave tomorrow, I could honestly say that I have lived a relatively full life. What I am afraid of is leaving my children with a sadness that no child should ever have to endure, or with no memory of the good times we had together. As morbid as this seems, the fact is that as an older mom, I’m statistically more likely to die than my younger counterparts – my chances of developing some sort of illness or health-related condition are higher than moms with young kids who are a decade younger than I am. I recently found about a classmate who passed away of cancer and another who was in a car accident. I keep thinking that if fate were redirected, that could have been me. While they both had older (high school age) kids who might be able to better understand that Mom isn’t coming back, the sorrow is still and always will be there for their kids. At the same time, a coworker of mine told me about her sister who...Read More
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