When My Mother Was the Grandma
My mother was the grandma in the family. She deserved respect from our kids. Not because she’d earned it, but because she was the grandma. Read more.
ON THE FUNNY SIDE
Need some levity? Read on!
Veteran journalist Barbara Falconer Newhall riffs on life as she knows it.
I’m Playing Hooky From My Blog Today
I’m playing hooky from my blog today. So this is not a blog post. This is me complaining — again — about my consarned to-do list. Read more.
Is My Writing Too Nice?
I sometimes wonder when I sit down to write — am I too much of an optimist? Am I too hopeful? Too trusting? Is my writing too nice? Read more.
Help Me Be a Fun Grandma. I Need Ideas for My Babysitting Week
I agreed to provide child care for a week this summer. Help me be a fun grandma. Tell me, how do I keep two kids, 8 and 5, entertained? Read more.
Widowed: Marriage Mistakes — If I Could Have a Do-Over, Would I?
Widowed, I think often of my marriage mistakes. Did I leave too many tender words unsaid? Too many small kindnesses undone? Should I have mated his socks for him after I took them out of the dryer? Read more.
Widowed: We Were Two People — And a Marriage
Jon and I were two people — and the marriage we’d created over the years. Read more.
‘The Lifespan of a Fact’ — Fun Words, Now Playing in Berkeley
Good natured but dead serious, “The Lifespan of a Fact,” raises questions that writers of nonfiction are constantly asking themselves. Read more.