Dealing With Adversity
On Tuesday, I didn’t feel like I wanted to feel. I know this will sound too dramatic but…
Take Your Medicine
On Wednesday, I enjoyed a visit from a thirty-two-year-old friend and her two-year-old daughter. We wandered into the…
Antidote to Loneliness Epidemic
The Des Moines Register and selected social media sites I peruse on a daily basis have all reported…
Walking 101
I love my physical therapist, Beth. There’s something about her that allows me to be vulnerable. I’m not…
Letting Go
I just finished carefully removing and wrapping in newsprint the full set of beautiful, formal dishes with their…
At Least There Was A Sale!
I was down in the storage room again this weekend, feeling overwhelmed by the job ahead. My eyes…
Which Comes First?
Have I just been reading too many books on aging? The last few weeks, I’ve been thinking about…
Am I Going To Save This?
Reading an introduction by Barbara A Mowat to a book of essays entitled, Old Age, a sentence appeared…
Fairy Feet
Welcome to exploring the mystery on this sparkling spring day. In the spirit of transparency, I considered beginning…
Why Tearful Now?
My physical therapist was gone last week, so I anticipated there would be a lot to tell her…