Sunday, May 11, 2025

     I wonder how my life would have been if I hadn’t become a mother at age 22. Birth control was not available until a few years later. As a Catholic I believed birth control was a huge sin. Women born in 1940 were too early for birth control and sexual experiences.  My friends 5 years younger lived in a different world of sex and birth control.

     Who are those folks here in town who share my birthdate of June 20. 1940. I940 was before antibiotics. before WW!!, and the holocaust, and the atom bombs, internet, wireless communication.  It is magic that information and ideas and pictures can circulate in the air from device to device.  A total mystery. My New York daughter can talk to me on this small device as if we are in the same room.

     I used to think that at some point I would receive an envelop with the answer to what our lives are really about. I am still waiting for the answers. Wise people tell me it is not the answers that are important, it is the questions.

     I finish reading WHEN A CROCODILE EATS THE SUN, a memoir by Peter Godwin. Such a good book.  I plan to read all his books. Maybe it is through reading books that I get a glimpse of what life is really about.