living alone – Page 2 – The Widow Woman

New Year’s Potpourri

And by potpourri I mean a fragrant seven-can soup that we will throw against the wall to see what sticks. Please ignore […]

Bonjour, again! I don’t know if that header is correct or not, but hey, it sounds right, which is how I approached […]

When last we met, I was keeping Lyla and Wren and the puppies while their parents took a vacay to Seattle and […]

Autumn has fallen at my house. Last week I told you that in my mind it was Autumn already and now it […]

Scott was a purist, a literalist and a rule follower. For him everything was black and white. I am a rule follower, […]

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

My name is Cindy and I’m an Archivist. I can’t help it. I keep ticket stubs and programs. I keep birthday cards […]

It seems that more and more lately conversations with my peers (or those ten years either side of me) revolve around mobility, […]

I’m not talking about those places that make us moan in ecstasy — like the pick up window at Jake’s or Starbuck’s […]

January, 1959 Dear Barbie, Let me just say up front that I have never wanted to actually be you. I don’t want […]