The Unintentional Art of Aging
As of 6.10.2026, I am 80 years, 8 months old. I can’t seem to stop myself from keeping…
Comfy Slippers
A flurry of activity as first the outer then inner doors to the dentist’s office slammed open—bursting into…
One Book Leads To Another
It’s been nearly eight years since I met my friend, writer Trish McBride. She and I were the…
Passionate Aging
You may ask, Nicky, what encouraged you to be bold about being old? Today, I took a peek…
Telling It As It Was
You will receive this on the last day of January 2026, a month that included marvelous happenings, flew…
Wild Writing Sample
Today I’m sharing two timed writings (one 10 minutes, the other 15 minutes) that I wrote during Wild…
Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer
I was determined to have a festive Christmas in 2025. Afterall, we were alive and healthy. Wendell got…
Cane Mutiny
I peeked out our front door and saw what the UPS delivery person had set down leaning against…
Another Step
When I went to see my physical therapist this week, it was the first time I’d driven since…
Maybe it’s too complicated
I opened my physical therapy session this week by telling the therapist I had been alive and breathing…