• Drawing of spacecraft
    Love letters

    Waiting for personal spacecraft

    There comes a time in every girl’s life when she is faced with the reality that she is middle-aged and, god forbid, respectable. I’ve had this realisation and still haven’t come to terms with it. How could I have gone so wrong? I wasn’t designed to be middle-aged and I certainly never imagined myself as respectable, but here I am with a lovely husband, a house, two cars, two kids past high school and a dog. When I was about eight I remember calculating how old I would be in the year 2000. At that age, the year 2000 was a science fiction event. My grade four maths brain swung…