A couple of years ago I received one of those so-called inspirational emails that everyone loves to forward (and I tend to delete automatically if
Category: Midlife Crossroads
The Zen of Sweeping
the assigned chores and activities were to be conducted in a meditative and prayerful manner, and in complete silence. I asked myself how I was supposed to accomplish all that while sweeping to feel liberated and peaceful at the end
The Older I Get…
A friend shared this “The Older I Get” list of items with me this morning, with which I identify with completely: I talk to myself
“Life’s like a box of choc’lates”
“My name’s Forrest, Forrest Gump” – Some years ago my daughter was curious about the movie Forrest Gump, having heard so much about it and
Columbarium: the dignified business of death
Years ago, when I first graduated from college I was told that one of the first things I had to do was get a job,
Full Circle: A Love Affair Rekindled
Taking them to Bangkok in my suitcase was likely to get me arrested at the airport, so I squirrelled them away in my mother’s kitchen.
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