One could be cagey and coquette - and once you hit 50 - start lying a little, leave out this and that and thus become a mysterious ageless creature not an identifiable witness of landmark times...
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My age makes it beyond the statute of limitations. The odds are small that skidding and wiping out and crashing will do serious damage…when you’re nine. But now…....
I ask my husband if he regrets not having kids, when we find ourselves the only couple who have no grown children to speak of, no weddings to plan, no grandchildren to look forward to......
A desk, computer, file cabinet and a swivel chair – spoke of a world both inviting and remarkably removed from the long-imagined world of “More meatloaf, dear?” ...
Call? Email? Send a card? Visit? Take them out? Now? Later? Reach out? Let them be? I lost my husband in an instant in January, 2016 and here are two things I want to share...
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From my perch on the bow, from the seats in the stern, with my legs dangling over the side in calm waters...I look out at the sea, and my mind thinks some funky thoughts. ...
I got dressed and checked out in a haze. It seemed surreal. It was not my body that walked out on the tiled hospital floors, not me who stood facing the elevator doors....
