A day-long hike at Pt. Reyes keeps my mind off the fact that I’m widowed — and I’m fine until it’s time to go home. Read more.
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Widowed: Dancing Makes Me Cry.
Dancing makes me cry. When I joined a Zumba class the other day, I stayed at the back of the class, because I knew there would be tears. Read more.
Retired Is a State of Mind — Six Ways to Know If You’re There Yet
Retired is a state of mind. Not a state of paycheck or work schedule or commute or how much time you spend at the office. Read more.
Photo Op: When the Sun Shines Sideways
I took a late afternoon camera walk in the woods the other day. The sun had dropped low in the sky, so the light was soft and was coming at everything sideways. Read more.