Heavy with tender homesickness, I sit in a restaurant in a distant land once occupied by France, one where I’d expect to hear the French we learn in school. At the dinner table to my left, I hear two couples speaking the French I knew as a kid, the French of my grandparents, great aunts… Continue Reading
On a Tuesday Sarah calls, “Do you want to join me for RBG?” I don’t know what she means and I don’t ask because I love Sarah. She has great ideas. I say, “Ya, maybe.” She says, “Friday night.” I don’t inquire into RBG, the who, what, where, when, or why. I trust my pal… Continue Reading
In January, I schedule “maintenance” appointments. Eyes. Skin. Bone density. Blood work. Like that. From each doctor, I often get the same answer: Q: Are my glasses ok? I don’t see distances well. A: Your eyes have degenerative changes, consistent with your age. ….may not get better….might get worse. Q: Why is my cholesterol high? A:… Continue Reading
I was thinking about the New Year… I recently asked my grandchildren, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Walker, 8, said, “An engineer.” I said, “Great. Engineers use a lot of math and you’re good at math.” He stroked his chin, “Hmm. I’m good at math but I don’t like math. I’ll… Continue Reading
Boot-heavy, after slipping through sleet in the parking lot, we trudged into a worthy-cause fundraising yoga class. I felt glad to show up for this organization, donate to the cause, give to the greater good. Oh, let me also mention that yogis had created a casual yet heartfelt yoga “studio” in a trendy, now-closed mall department… Continue Reading
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