Jon is gone. He has forfeited his right to have a say in things. Now that I’m widowed. I get to have it my way, 100 percent of the time. Read more.
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I Hated My Pandemic Hair. A Daughter to the Rescue. Sheltering at Home
My daughter had never cut anyone’s hair, ever. But my flyaway pandemic hair needed cutting. So I took a chance. The results were smashing. Read more.
My Husband Died, and Denial and Distraction Are My Go-To States for Now
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.
The Truth Behind That Happy Family Photo We Just Sent You. Sheltering at Home Week 39
We’re nothing like that happy family photo we send with our holiday card each year. Our photo rejects reveal we are a testy, scrappy lot. Read more.
I Miss My Grown-Up Children — More Than I Can Say. Sheltering at Home Week 30
I last put my arms around Peter in January. He was here for his birthday, I haven’t seen him — or his sister — since. Read more.
When It Comes to Beauty, I Get Grabby. Here’s Why
Beauty. When I encounter something as beautiful as my daughter’s wedding day I can’t just sit and be with it. I get greedy and grasping. Read more.
Surprise! Here’s What I Wore to My Daughter’s Wedding
For my daughter’s wedding, I took a chance and had the tailor cut the elegant Adrianna Papell ball gown off at the knees. Here’s the result. Read more.