There is a quiet ache that many people carry into midlife and beyond. It is not loud like the anxieties of youth. It is softer,
Category: Midlife Crossroads
A Letter from Someone Approaching Her 60s
Dear Youth, Pull up a chair. Yes, an actual chair. Not a gaming throne, not a standing desk contraption, not a bean bag that costs
Why I Ditched Stemmed Wine Glasses
At a certain age, you stop caring about trends and start caring about survival. And by “survival,” I mean the survival of your wine glasses.
The past does not own the future
As the calendar turns and a new month unfolds of a still new year, many of us feel the familiar mix of hope and hesitation.
What Time Never Stole From Me
Let’s be honest: time has stolen quite a bit, and these are all intangible assets that can’t be ordered online. My waistline, for one. The
I Eat Alone, But Not Lonely
I am often asked what the hardest thing is about living the quiet, reclusive life that I do. In order to answer that, I have
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