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Tag: life

  • Thoughts on Living a Long Life

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    Susan Congrove
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    Living a long life is a goal of mine. During my life, I have lived pretty clean. I have not smoked, drank, or done any type of substance. I think there is something to heredity and living a long life. My grandpa was 99 when he passed away. He lived on a farm all of…

  • Playtime?

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    Susan Congrove
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    Any time I get the house to myself is playtime! I rarely get to just sit and not be interrupted by calls from my daughter yelling, “MOMMMMM!” She is forty two and on the spectrum at level 1 or 2. Usually, it is something not that important. Mommm….it’s going to rain tomorrow, or if I’m…

  • What Makes Me Feel Nostalgic?

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    Susan Congrove
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    Everyday I connect to my world by seeing something that reminds me of the past. I drive by my grandma and grandpa’s house built in the 1940s and think about all the good times I had there with my 14 cousins. Today, I rarely see my cousins ,and if I have contact, it is usually…

  • Relationships

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    Susan Congrove
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    I have a few friends I know I can count on to have a positive impact on me. I feel that I can trust them and know the issues I battle with will be kept in confidence. Recently, I conducted a poll with my students studying the various stages of life according to Erik Erikson…

  • A Blessing in Disguise

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    Susan Congrove
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    No internet, no TV…for three days. That is what I have been dealing with these past three days. Finally, I’m back online. Spectrum is not on my list of favorites at the moment. Surprisingly, there has been good and bad in that lack of communication. Last night was our Christmas dinner. One of the granddaughters…

  • A Rarity

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    Susan Congrove
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    My former administrative assistant and I have something rare in common. Her husband and my daughter have both had liver transplants. In March, my daughter will celebrate the second anniversary of her transplant. My administrative assistant’s husband had a transplant a few days ago. Both had the transplant at the same hospital in the big…

  • Pickleball

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    Susan Congrove
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    I learned to play pickleball a month ago. I really enjoyed it, although it seemed like I either were really “on” or “off” with serving the ball. There are so many odd rules in the game. The instructor said that three dads from Washington invented the game to entertain their kids. Supposedly, one of the…

  • The Snow is Coming

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    Susan Congrove
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    The snow is coming…maybe. How many times have I been excited about a snow day that fizzles out? There is nothing more magical than waiting for a snow day — wearing your pajamas inside out and backwards worked, sometimes. The feeling of waking up to green grass after the hype of all the warnings always…

  • Top Three Pet Peeves

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    Susan Congrove
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    I could think of a lot of pet peeves, but I guess I can single out three or four. One. Texts. I try to give my texts a friendly tone, for instance, using more than one word for the initial text. For example, I texted that I had landed at the airport. My son replied,…

  • I Will Always Wonder

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    Susan Congrove
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    My mother was from England. I have always wondered why she and my grandmother decided to make the voyage to live in the United States. She came to the US at the age of 17. She had graduated from Dormer-Wells School at that age. Upon arrival, she started to work at a bank in Boston.…