I woke up this morning with a strange thought. What if I decided to be elegant? Maybe it’s that I’m swinging the other way after…
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Being cheated on and left after the age of fifty, is kind of like when a bird flies into a window. The bird is gliding…
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I’ve always been a side sleeper, usually my left side. I naturally gravitate that way. Though over the years it’s caused some lower back issues…
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Do I wear my heart shaped glasses this Galentine’s Day? As a lady of a certain age with no date on the docket, do I…
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When I was a child, I used to love finding pretty fall leaves. I’d carefully choose my favorites. A huge red maple leaf. A speckled…
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“Anticippointment.” I came up with a word “Anticippointment.” During the split, this was the time I was anticipating the Ex would step up to the…
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Why does sixty have to be the new fifty, and fifty the new forty and on and on? Can’t we joyously embrace sixty? Is there…
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When I bought my very first home, I really got into gardening. Years renting apartments and watching houseplants die had taken their toll. I was…
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