A week in the life of a peri menopausal woman

A week in the life of a peri menopausal woman

Monday: I went to the library to renew my card and found myself asking the young woman with streaks of neon in her hair where I might find product. She looked up: “Um, ok, go for it, I guess” and grudgingly told me where to go. I was so crushed I didn’t even have the...
My Mother: my model for aging

My Mother: my model for aging

I always felt fortunate that I had as my ‘aging’ model, a mother who started tap dancing at age 66, and became associate TV producer at age 68. But my real insight into a joyous journey to the End came via a tweet chat. My mother was a force of nature. She...
My Puzzle Journey

My Puzzle Journey

Considering how much I enjoy things made of bits of things – faces made of pictures of faces, cats made of pebbles, Frida Kahlo made of buttons – one might think I’d naturally be drawn to puzzles. I’ve taken note of the puzzles my youngest daughter and my oldest...
My Kidney Stones

My Kidney Stones

My Kidney Stones In a way, I wish I’d been able to keep one – the stones that traveled from my kidney out my body. It would’ve been interesting to see whole the multi-toned, hard little beige and grey bits. However, I can’t say I was sad to feel them...