Aging – The Widow Woman

I Am Not My Grandmother’s Grandmother

I do not have wispy white hair pulled back in a bun. My hair is as soft as cotton candy, as thin […]

Tomorrow will mark six years since I became a member of The Worst Club Ever. Since then many of you have joined […]

No, not the writing kind of chapter. A life-altering event kind of chapter. The kind of chapter that happens when you lose […]

Cleaning out some old folders in my desk I came across this essay I wrote in 1992, pre-Lasik, pre-cataracts, when I was […]

I love a good mnemonic (you know, the memory device we use to help us remember things.) Like the acrostic HOMES for […]

There’s an old movie with Burt Reynolds and Candace Bergen called Starting Over that was a cult favorite of mine. In it […]

It’s been a month of anniversaries all of which converge here. Five years have passed since Scott died and two years have […]

Last week I was privileged to be invited to attend two very extreme musical events, both of which turned out to be […]

Over the course of the summer, my house, which has been my solace and my refuge for these 4.5 years, betrayed me. […]

So during one of my morning convos with Molly I said something and she said, “Ah, that checks the Bingo box.” She […]