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.
We’re Not Immortal After All . . . Good to Know
We’re not immortal after all. When we were twenty, we thought we were, which meant some of us did things like hop a freight train to Los Angeles. Read more.
I’m 83 and I’m Dumping My Bucket List
Sometime between the pandemic and my husband’s death I began dumping out the contents of my travel bucket list. Read more.
Three Photos That Bring My Husband Back to Life. And One That Doesn’t
Now and then I come across a photo that brings my husband back to life, and for one sweet moment, Jon is there in all his ineffable Jon-ness. Read more.
Widowed: I’ve Been Writing a Memoir in Essays All This Time
For three-plus years, I’ve been writing blog posts about being widowed. Do I have the makings of a memoir in essays? Read more.
