Fretting Dowagers

It might not be immediately obvious to people in this blog, but growing up my family lived fairly close to the bone. We were never outright destitute except for a couple of years and that was for weird reasons. But we never had a lot of money.

Now most of this was probably because mom was socking away every spare cent, in fear of being destitute. BUT we were close enough to the bone (and to be fair when I was very young there was no money to sock away) that in summer the shoes I’d outgrown du...