Why Me: A Memoir

At age 69, I made my dream come true.. I became a published author!  Below are excerpts from Why Me: A Memoir


Things seem to happen in our family. Mr. Murphy has a strong influence on our lives.  We tend to live according to his law: Whatever can go wrong, will.

Why Me? a memoir:
A lighthearted glimpse into my life
And the lives of those I love, or like,
At least some of the time.

My husband and I are both only-children. We entered into our marriage with similar baggage: over-affectionate and overprotective parents. One of us was used to having everything done for him. I am still in the process of retraining him after over forty-five years of marriage. Four offspring and five grandchildren to date have resulted from our union. I would be remiss if I didn’t mention our four granddogs—one the size of a small horse.


When things do go wrong, my hubby and I look at each other and say, “In the face of adversity, smile, smile, smile.” As a result, our faces have pronounced wrinkles from frequent tight smiles masking gritting teeth. My husband’s favourite expression was, and still occasion- ally is, “Why me, Lord?” This was usually precipitated by some confession or outrageous request from a child sharing our surname. The expression was used so often that one of our offspring decided to buy a personalized license plate for her dad’s birthday. “y Me Lord” was either taken or deemed inappropriate, so she settled for “y Me Gd.” This elicited chuckles or grins from some, but also frowns or looks of disapproval from others.One day, after shopping at our local mall, we returned to our car to find it surrounded by a small crowd. People were pointing at our windshield, clucking and tsking and nodding their heads in disapproval. A large note written in bold black marker was attached to our window. It read:


We joined the crowd in the clucking and tsking, and waited until the crowd dissipated and darkness fell. Only then did we rip the note off the car, jump in and drive off. I don’t think my Lord took offense. In fact, I am positive that she has a sense of humour and found the situation amusing. Maybe she even had a chuckle or two. In any event, we retired that license plate.


About epsnider

E.P SNIDER is the pen name that I used to publish "WHY ME- a memoir". I used a pen name so as not to embarrass my spouse, my offspring, their offspring, my grand dogs and my friends. A dream came true when I had my first book published at the age of sixty-nine. "WHY ME? "is a collection of memoirs recounted from various stages of my life and the lives of those that I love or like at least some of the time. Most of the incidences are humorous-some are not. I am a senior but I feel more like a junior except for the aches and pains. When I look in the mirror I often see my mother or some other aging lady with wrinkles and sun spots. The amount and depth of wrinkling depends on which mirror I am looking into, the degree of lighting and how well my skin absorbed the moisturizing cream that day. Although I am mature in years, maturity is definitely not one of my virtues. If something strikes me as funny I get the giggles. Most of my family and many of our friends have a rather warped sense of humour-so I giggle a lot. Laughter plays an important role in our lives. My friends were a significant inspiration for me to begin my writing career. For the past number of years hubby and I have been spending part of the winter season in Florida to escape the sometimes bitter cold climate in Toronto Canada. Every year I send emails to those left behind. To my delight they find my emails to be hysterical and a cure for their winter doldrums. They compare my style of writing to that of the late Erma Bombeck. For those of you not familiar with the author-- she was a beloved American humorist in the 1970's and 1980's. I have loved literature and creative writing from an early age. I spent some of my growing up years in Alberta and won a prize for a best poem commemorating Alberta's bicentennial year. My grade seven teacher was a large and forceful woman, with white hair and course bristly white chin hairs to match. We were all intimidated by her and thus listened intently as she drilled us about parsing sentences and adverbs and adjectives. She provided me with a good basis of the English language. In addition to "Why Me" I have had a short essay published in a book of assorted memoirs by Canadian woman. I currently write for our Toronto Condominium newspaper. I hope to do more writing, although I am not sure if my family can cope with any more of my meltdowns when blocks of written material mysteriously disappear off of my computor. I admit I am computor and electronically challenged, but I will persevere. - - - - - - - - - - - Writing has been a passion of mine through out my life. Ever since I took a step forward and entered into the world of computers, a new world of opened up for me. I found myself engrossed in writing emails with lengthy updates about my life's recent highlights. To my delight, people found me...funny! I then offered to write for my condo newsletter, and I recently had a short memoir published. For the last several years I became glued to my computer, transferring my hand-written life adventure notes to an actual story of my life's defining moments. Finally, at the age of 69, I was done... I wrote a book! AND it's actually published. People are reading it. People are enjoying it. I am thrilled! Plus, it's one of the greatest gifts I could ever give my family. Talk about a dream come true. My advice to you: Think positive, keep your eye on the prize, and you too can enjoy as your dreams and desires come to fruition.
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