Travel with me back in time to the bad old days of 2020 to consider — did the pandemic shut-down change the way we live? Read more.
My Years Are Numbered. Give Me Those Blossoms — Now
My years are numbered. Who knows, I might be at the point where I’ve got more money than time. Give me the plant that’s ready to bloom — now. Read more.
A Meditation for Holy Week: An Afterlife Where Time Does Not Exist?
Eternal life? That’s got to be boring as hell. How about an afterlife where time does not exist, that’s outside of time as we know it? Read more.
Widowed and Lonely
I want friends and family to think I’m doing just fine, even though I’m not. The truth is, I’m widowed and lonely. Don’t miss.
Tales From the Pandemic Shut-Down — It’s Been Three Years
Memories of the strange and frightening months of quarantine are fading. Is it time to retell those tales of the pandemic shut-down? Read more.
What to Say to a Widow
What to say to a widow? Here’s a tip: If the widow in question is me — tell me a true story about my husband. Read more.
Old and Getting Older — The Octogenarian and the Four-Year-Old
Some old people, including me, are a lot like little kids. We like to brag about how old we are. Read more.