I follow a number of blogs. Sometimes too many for my feeble mind to keep up with. Some of the blogs I follow are gut-bustingly funny. Some are serious and introspective. Some are teaching blogs. Some are writing ones.
However, I am never disappointed when Katie has a new post. Today's is a gem.
If you are 50-something, you remember bench seats--front and back--in cars. No seat belts, which meant corners involved some sliding at times. It was a time when mothers dropped their kids off at the toy department at Target, and the kids were safe wandering the aisles until mom was ready to check out.
Although it was a different way of life then, now that we are 50- or 60-something, we are now the middle of the "sandwich." Some of us have children and grandchildren. Some don't. Some are lucky enough to still have their elderly parents with them. Some are not.
Read Katie's post. It's entitled "The Distance From Our Corners." She can say it so much better than I can...
(Katie's novel, The Somebody Who, would appeal to anyone who has older parents or anyone who hopes to be able to enjoy their parents when they become elderly. She generously has quite a few excerpts on her blog to pique your interest.)