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1990: I turn 33

1990: I turn 33

by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 5, 2017 | 60 to 60, Columbus GA, continuous life, life, marriage, memory, time, truth | 4 comments

1990: Another new decade. Over the last couple of years, Cal and I talked about building a house, then we bought a lot, hired an architect, bid it out, and selected a builder. But it’s not until February when we break ground that I understand we’re really...
1989: I turn 32

1989: I turn 32

by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 4, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, marriage, memory, time, truth | 2 comments

One thing this project is doing is reinforcing the relentless nature of time. I can barely catch my breath. Each day, another year gone. 1989: I’m pregnant again. On Valentine’s Day, after a belated 8th birthday/skating party for Kathleen, I’m...
1988: I turn 31

1988: I turn 31

by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 3, 2017 | 60 to 60, Columbus GA, continuous life, life, marriage, memory, time, truth | 4 comments

It’s only when I begin to write today’s post that I remember that in 1987 we moved into a bigger house. So I add that to yesterdays’ post. 1988: The shoulder pad trend continues. Kathleen turns seven. It snows in Columbus. Cal goes on his annual golf...
1987: I turn 30

1987: I turn 30

by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 2, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, memory, time, truth | 2 comments

1987: My sisters and brother send me a box of death-themed, life-is-over-at-30 gifts–a mug and a towel, plates and napkins… Cal and I go to San Francisco. We eat breakfast at Sears. I have a piece of sausage left, which he wraps in toast and then in a...
1986: I turn 29

1986: I turn 29

by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 1, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, memory, time, truth | 3 comments

1986: In January I’m at work when the Challenger disintegrates just seconds after lift off. We get a TV on in a conference room. Work in Columbus is less fun. Fewer lawyers, less urgency, no glitter. I’m the only female so nobody but the guys to eat lunch...
How We Spend Our Days: Mary Miller

How We Spend Our Days: Mary Miller

by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 1, 2017 | How We Spend Our Days | 4 comments

Annie Dillard wrote, “How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.” On the first of each month, Catching Days hosts a guest writer in the series, “How We Spend Our Days.” Today, please welcome writer MARY MILLER. As soon as the dog hears me stir, she...
1985: I turn 28

1985: I turn 28

by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 28, 2017 | 60 to 60, Columbus GA, continuous life, life, marriage, memory, time, truth | 14 comments

I wrote this as a note to yesterday’s post and then deleted it. But the concern is here again today. Although I don’t think about a particular year until I begin to write it, I worry that the years are about to get boring. I remind myself that each one is...
1984: I turn 27

1984: I turn 27

by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 27, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, memory, time, truth | 4 comments

1984: I like the people I work with, and I enjoy writing wills and trusts–the challenge of translating the wishes of another person into words. There are enough women at the firm (say 10 out of 250) so that there’s always someone to go to lunch with. Work...
1983: I turn 26

1983: I turn 26

by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 26, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, memory, time | 4 comments

1983: Kathleen turns two. I dive into weeks of intense study for the bar exam. Then two days of testing at the convention center in Atlanta. It’s multiple choice one day and essays the next. I sit next to a guy who tells me he’s failed twice. Then the...
1982: I turn 25

1982: I turn 25

by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 25, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, marriage, memory, time | 8 comments

I made the decision to embark on the one true thing posts after much deliberation and with some fear. Ultimately it felt like something I needed to do. And while in each post I wrote one true thing, I had the freedom to pick and choose, to skip over, to avoid. Not...
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