Rozanne in the Kitchen, 1978

Some things change, and some don't. I still have the same kitchen and the same bottles I store pasta and beans in. I still wash dishes. Only now I'm 31 years older. Now I have a new stove, dishwasher and refrigerator, but it's the same 1930s kitchen, very small almost like a caterer's kitchen on a filmset. Now I'm single and 1978 was the year I divorced. I've been single more than twice as long as I was married. A sense of place has at least been a constant in my life these last few decades. The routines of shopping for groceries, preparing meals, washing dishes though often repetitive add to some stability in my life as I become older.