The inevitable has happened. The insidious process has reached its conclusion. The final step has been taken, and the journey is over. I can deny it no longer. I have become my mother! Despite our self-righteous cries as young girls that we will never be like her, one day we look in the mirror, and
The inevitable has happened. The insidious process has reached its conclusion. The final step has been taken, and the journey is over. I can deny it no longer. I have become my mother! Despite our self-righteous cries as young girls that we will never be like her, one day we look in the mirror, and
We just sold our house! I regard this event with both sadness and relief. Sadness because when we purchased this ugly duckling 11 years ago, together we transformed it into the beautiful swan it is today. Our blood, sweat, and tears, not to mention cash, went into each tile, each light fixture, each plant
I’ve come to regard the past year as a period of hibernation. After all, what exactly is hibernation but a time when many species of animals, not just bears, succumb to a state of minimal activity and metabolic depression. I ask you, is this not an apt description of how most of us have been
The inevitable has happened. The insidious process has reached its conclusion. The final step has been taken, and the journey is over. I can deny it no longer. I have become my mother! Despite our self-righteous cries as young girls that we will never be like her, one day we look in the mirror, and
So you think you’re woke because you got with the latest meme? Or maybe you understood even one line of the lyrics from "Hamilton?" Would you bet that you know what Bible means? Or salty? Well, save your money! Because if you think salt is a condiment or a crusty old sailor, and Bible refers
I’m here to state that, in my opinion, dawdling has gotten a bad rap. Look up the word in the dictionary and here’s what you’ll find: Daw.dle: vi Move slowly, take one’s time; waste time; idle; linger; take more time than necessary; to spend time without haste or purpose.
They’re ba-a-a-a-ck! Along with the tulip shoots pushing up through the snow, the robins, the melting ice, and the mud, the coming of spring marks a new season of Reality TV. But is it really new? From the commercials, I see the same young faces and half-clad bodies with not a single love handle to
The inevitable has happened. The insidious process has reached its conclusion. The final step has been taken, and the journey is over. I can deny it no longer. I have become my mother! Despite our self-righteous cries as young girls that we will never be like her, one day we look in the mirror, and
This essay has to be quick, brief and simple. Why? Because I am at risk! Any minute now some unseen entity could be looking over my shoulder and stealing every word that I write. So I’m saving all of my really good words for another time when my security is not in jeopardy. (Did I
