
Feeding Jimmy
I’m at that lonely, awkward, in-between stage of life when my children have left me behind, and they haven’t yet replaced themselves with grandchildren. This is especially hard this time of year, because stores are jampacked with fun toys and adorable, tiny holiday clothing, and I have no one to buy for. It’s also hard when I go to the park and see families strolling along the pathways or sharing picnic lunches. If anyone wants to share their (well-behaved) small humans with me, I’m happy to babysit.