Letters To

So, I made this blog back nearly 2 years ago, and then promptly forgot about it. Chalk it up to many things: a crazy work life, family chaos, approaching 50, whatever. Then, a few days ago, I decided I wanted to blog again, and couldn't remember where I had put my old blog, so I started a new blog (CO-GrumpyGranny), and lo, and behold, my old blog showed up! Not exactly where I left it, but close enough. How cool is that. I even had a couple of comments. So, here it is, January 2007, the year I turn 50. Although, according to various lore, I won't REALLY be a crone until I turn 56, the crone and the lure of the older, wiser woman has always appealed to me. In fact, I've been part of an online "cronethread" e-group for going on 12 years now. I find that pretty amazing. Here are some things I've discovered as I get older: Things that happen are just not that critical. Drama is not exciting anymore, except on stage or on a movie screen or in a book. I...

Friday, January 7, 2005 This is a new experience. Would never have even thought of trying a "blog", except it's nearly quittin' time at work, and I am, for once, almost nearly caught up with everything I need to do for this week. What is "claiming the crone"? What is a "crone"? Most people would think of an old, shriveled up, pruney great-grandmotherly type, sitting quietly in her rocker, in the corner, quiet and unnoticed, except perhaps when she turns out a new pair of socks or a tea cozy with her knitting needles. Not so! A crone is a powerful woman, full of the deep wisdom of life experience, the joys, the sorrows, the tragedies. She has experienced love and loss and emerged from both stronger, wiser and better than she was as a young maiden. Who says youth is wasted on the young?? Who says a crone isn't "young"? I call on all women over the age of 40 to claim their crone, to be vivid and vibrant as the years pass, to rage a...