Barbara’s Riffs on Life

Not Enough Rain. Not Enough Stories About My Husband

I wish I’d written more stories about my husband. But he was a good guy, and our marriage didn’t generate a lot of bloggable drama. Read more.

My fiance had no middle name. When we married, I asked, would he like to take my name to fill the empty spot in the middle of his? Read more.

I like to think of Geoff Machin as a hard-headed realist. A hard-headed — hopeful — realist is just the right company for me these days. Read more.

My husband is gone. Does that mean I have to cancel the household projects we planned and dreamed of doing? Read more.

My husband of 44 years died seven weeks ago. So far, I’ve used denial and distraction to keep my mind off the silence. Read more.

Lucky me. I told my husband I loved him while he was still alive. Read more.