
WHAT HAPPENED TO MY JOIE DE VIVRE?
My son, Cooper, and his band played at a pub recently. It was a two-set show and they filled the restaurant with their friends and family.
Essays about life from a middle-aged woman’s perspective.
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My son, Cooper, and his band played at a pub recently. It was a two-set show and they filled the restaurant with their friends and family.

I got together with some old roommates recently and we talked for four hours straight.

It’s July 4th – Independence Day in the United States.

I inadvertently became a caregiver. Not in the traditional sense of taking care of an ill parent or sick spouse, but my needs and wants have certainly taken a backseat recently and, today, I woke up and decided it’s time to take my power back.

When Is It Time To Call It Quits?

May is Brain Tumor Awareness Month.

“Dear Adult Dancer, Stop Fighting Your Anatomy”

* Previously Published in Sixty and Me

I recently heard from an old friend, Larry, who was a big part of my life in New York City in the 1980s and 1990s.

A Flash Musing