I don’t know what color my hair is anymore. I have pictures of when I was in my 30s that suggest I was once brunette.
Have you ever noticed how dogs will circle around before they lie down? Inching into their favorite niches on the doggy bed with nose tucked
People often inquire how I come up with ideas for this blog, and I wish I had a smart, snappy answer. Truth of the matter,
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.