• 40 reasons to celebrate

    On Nov. 23, I turned 40. The big 4-0. The age at which “youth” officially ends and Middle Age takes hold.

    Many of my friends reached this milestone before me, and from what I can tell, freaking out was par for the course. Strangely, I wasn’t freaked. I wasn’t even rattled.

    Now 30… 30 threw me for a loop. You see, I had this list of things I wanted to do with my life, and due to various circumstances, I was seriously behind schedule when I hit my third decade. I knew I could either a) lament the things I didn’t get the chance to do, or 2) step up my game and make my 30s count.

    I chose door number two, and guess what? My 30s were the best decade yet. Yes, I struggled financially, and yes, the world decided to go to hell in a hand-basket during that time period. But I also found my soulmate and married him, achieved success in my career, moved about, traveled abroad, adopted animals, read hundreds of books, wrote constantly, honed my cooking/baking skills, traipsed through countless cemeteries, reconnected with old friends and made some awesome new ones.

    Needless to say, as my 40th birthday neared, I found myself less concerned about gray hair and wrinkles and more excited about how grand my 40s would be. And to start off the decade, my husband gave me the perfect gift: A trip to Scotland.

    As many of you know, Scotland is very dear to my heart. Although I have no ancestral ties to the nation, I’ve always been drawn to it. On my 34th birthday, M took me to Scotland for the first time, and the moment my feet touched the ground I knew I was home. Amazingly, he felt the same way. And when we returned to Scotland a couple years later for our honeymoon, we vowed to make living there a reality. That plan still stands, and it will happen. In my 40s.

    Celebrating my birthday in Scotland was fabulous. We traveled through the Highlands, sipped tea and whiskey in pubs, ate handmade pies and fresh-caught fish, visited crumbling castles and metropolitan cities, played games, warmed our feet by the fire, and even shared a birthday cake with one of my dearest friends (who flew all the way from Seattle to mark the occasion).

    If the next decade is anything like its debut, I can’t wait to see what happens next.

    ardvrek castle-painting

  • Friendly accomplishments, part II

    Last month, I wrote a blog entry highlighting the latest projects of some of my many creative friends and colleagues. Here are several more:

    Photographer Angus Bruce has a gift for capturing the beauty of Scotland. His photographs are stark, honest and breathtaking. I own several.

    A.J. Jacobs, editor-at-large of Esquire Magazine, wrote a fantastic book about “his humble quest for bodily perfection.” “Drop Dead Healthy” prompted me to move more, drink at least 50 oz of liquids a day, improve my dinner options and track my food/sleep/steps.

    Amanda Koster is an internationally acclaimed photographer who combines an anthropology background with media skills to create projects about human rights, cultural diversity and global equality. Click here to watch her inspiring TED talk.

    John Platt is a voracious reader, prolific writer and my favorite environmental reporter. If you’re interested in learning more about endangered species from around the world — and how to save them — check out his blog on the Scientific American website, Extinction Countdown. John also covers environmental issues for Mother Nature Network.

    Radio producer Kate Sweeney will publish her first book, “American Afterlife: Encounters in the Customs of Mourning” in Spring 2014. Pre-order your copy here.

    I’ll be showcasing the work of more friends in the weeks to come. If you have a new project you’d like me to promote, send an e-mail with the subject like “FEATURE ME!”

    dftba

  • Rest In Peace… and I really mean it

    Granary Burying Ground in Boston

    The recently departed Lou Reed once said, “It always bothers me to see people writing ‘RIP’ when a person dies. It just feels so insincere and like a cop-out. To me, ‘RIP’ is the microwave dinner of posthumous honours.”

    As was his wont, Reed was able to succinctly sum up his thoughts with a clever turn of phrase. However, I have to disagree with the sentiment behind his words.

    People tend to die in three ways:

    * suddenly and unexpectedly
    * after a period of illness
    * peacefully while sleeping

    The first death is so startling in its appearance that those left behind can barely comprehend the unforeseen loss. Sure, we’re all going to die, but these deaths (homicides, accidents, natural disasters, fire) occur in ways that tend to be both violent and painful. To the deceased, I say rest in peace because light knows you didn’t die that way.

    The only silver lining of the second mode of death is that it frequently offers the blessing of extra time: time to get one’s affairs in order, time to do one last thing on the bucket list, time to say goodbye. However, the dying process can be fraught with distress. Witness enough of these deaths — bad deaths — and you too may find yourself wishing the deceased peace in their eternal sleep.

    To those who have the good fortune to die in their sleep, I simply say rest in peace and farewell. Silently I hope that their last batch of dreams were pleasant ones.

    –Photo of the Granary Burying Ground in Boston by Chaval Brasil. Used with permission.

  • You’re Late. You’re Late, For A Very Important Date

    The White Rabbit - Alice in Wonderland“Life is short, but there is always time enough for courtesy.” –Ralph Waldo Emerson

    Sir, I could not agree more. Which is why this week has been so infuriating.

    Four times.

    Four times I have been stood up by people who agreed to meet (by phone, IM or in person) at an arranged time.

    Four times I was blown off.

    The first person did so by oversleeping, which is forgivable — once — particularly since he later apologized. The others not only skipped our scheduled appointment, they failed to contact me in any way to proffer an excuse for their actions.

    Is it so wrong to expect people to arrive promptly for a meeting or event? Or for them to reach out prior to the agreed upon time to say they’re going to be late or need to cancel? In every one of my encounters this week, I would have been more than happy to reschedule had I been told in advance that they couldn’t make it. Instead, I waited and waited, throwing away precious time for people who never appeared.

    I’m not talking about the occasional tardiness here. I swear, I’m not that unreasonable. I understand that people may be a few minutes late if they spill coffee all over their clothes, get stuck in a traffic jam or slowed by inclement weather. But chronic lateness is disrespectful.

    I’m not the only one who’s grown tired of such unreliable and unprofessional people. Earlier this week, I read an article by Greg Savage (“How Did It Get To Be ‘OK’ For People To Be Late For Everything?”). Savage, a leader in the global recruitment industry, pointed out that such behavior is becoming far too common. He provided examples of late friends, dawdling colleagues and even unpunctual strangers who still expected him to buy something or assist in an important matter.

    “And it is not that we lead ‘busy lives.’ That’s a given, we all do, and it’s a cop out to use that as an excuse,” Savage wrote. “It’s simply that some people no longer even pretend that they think your time is as important as theirs. And technology makes it worse. It seems texting or emailing that you are late somehow means you are no longer late. Rubbish. You are rude. And inconsiderate.”

    So apparently, I’m not the only one to experience this problem. Nor should I be faulted for being exasperated by people who just can’t seem to follow through on their promises. I respect their time; I don’t think it’s too much to ask that they respect mine.

    Alas, good manners seem to have vanished. Any suggestions on how we can bring back common courtesy?

    –The White Rabbit illustration by Sir John Tenniel, from Lewis Carroll’s “Alice in Wonderland, 1871. Used with permission.

  • Friendly accomplishments

    I’m fortunate in many ways. I’m fairly healthy. I’m madly in love with my husband. I have a good job, a roof over my head, food in the larder and a heat source that I can turn on during chilly Autumn evenings.

    I’m also blessed with many creative friends and colleagues who constantly amaze me with their talents. Allow me to share some of their current projects:

    John Grant has just published “A Comprehensive Encyclopedia of Film Noir.” At more than 800 pages, it is truly the essential reference guide for any fan of the genre.

    Courtney Mroch has turned her interest in the supernatural into a fabulous project called Haunt Jaunts. Now she’s become a “paranormal travel advisor” whose blog will tell you the best places to find haunted hotels, hair-raising cruises and macabre walking tours.

    Gardener/writer/photographer Carole Ottesen wrote the horticultural mystery “Dying for the Christmas Rose.” Be sure to pick it up before the holidays. She’s already hard at work on her next book.

    Bob Sassone recently launched The Letter, a monthly newsletter sent via snail mail. Yes, Bob is single-handedly trying to save the USPS, an organization that reported a $5.2 billion loss for the third quarter. If you’d like to receive something other than catalogs and bills in the post, subscribe. I do.

    Lastly, Beth Winegarner just self-published “The Columbine Effect.” This book challenges the oft-heard notions that video games, the goth culture, heavy metal, paganism and role-playing games create violent teens.

    I’ll be showcasing the work of more friends in the weeks to come. If you have a new project you’d like me to promote, send an e-mail with the subject like “FEATURE ME!”

    dftba