I thought last night would never end. I went to bed at my usual time, read for about 20 minutes, turned off the light and
Loss is an inevitable experience that has to be faced as we grow older. It is usually unwelcomed, sometimes unexpected, and frequently demands that we
I have been thinking a lot about what to call myself as I grow older. I really don’t like being a “senior”, silver or otherwise.
Today’s blog is directed at the trivial pursuit of arcane knowledge that can be shared when there is a lull in conversation. Not that there
I drive by a corner property almost every day that has a gate on it. The gate has two large swinging arms, each with five
Who “taught” you how to be old? The role models I grew up with included my maternal grandfather (who lived to 80), my paternal grandmother