When I thought about journaling, it was because I wanted to remember what I was experiencing. It occurred to me that others might be on the same journey -- that is a journey where have a working life and a marriage with aging parents on one side and children (any age really) on the other. It's quite a tightrope we walk where we're waving our arms to the side for balance when one or the other, work or family, tugs at us. And if we're not very deliberate with our step, we'll fall off that high wire. Sometimes a net may catch us. But often it doesn't.
Dallying around with this blog spot, I thought of sloppy joes. I love those things. I don't like the Manwich kind. I'd rather have the kind where you add tomato paste to a packet of seasoning and then have it spilling out of a bun. That's really how life for the sandwich generation looks. It's rather enjoyable though it can be quite messy. Hence, I am no longer a member of the sandwich generation but instead a member of the sloppy joes.
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