The trouble with poinsettias is — they don’t know that Christmas is over and it’s time to make an exit. Read more.
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Widowed: If I Visit His Grave, Will It Help?
I said hello to Jon and his family, and then there was nothing more to do in this graveyard. Read more.
I’m Thankful for a Window. It’s Small, but It Opens Onto . . . Everything
I’m thankful for a window. It’s small but it opens onto everything: a tree. A bird. A squirrel. Not much. But in fact everything. Read more.
Widowed: Do I Still Miss Him?
Widowed: Do I still miss him? Not really. Missing Jon is not the shape my grief takes. Most days. Read more.
The Older You Get, the More Dead People You Know
The older you get, the more dead people you know. They are everywhere now. They keep you company. Read more.
Older, but Wiser? Or, When Life Gives You Lemons, Freeze Them
Older, but wiser? Maybe. We elders can’t give you wisdom, but we can give you some tips, like when life gives you lemons, freeze them. Read more.
My Husband Was Bald — And Then He Wasn’t
With the covid shutdown, Jon stopped going to the hairdresser. Soon he wasn’t as bald as we thought he was. Read more.