How to Talk to Strangers

I talk to people in elevators. I realize this is probably not the proper commuter etiquette. But to ignore the person pressing against my left shoulder as we travel three floors seems like ignoring our shared humanity. Plus, I’m a talker. And it is so awkward to...

Three Things I’ve Learned about Love

In celebration of the Month of Love, here are three things I’ve picked up through six decades on earth and forty-five years of marriage. Feel free to add to my list. One ~ Love cannot read my mind.  Frankly, I can’t even read my own mind most days. So, why...

This is the Middle-School of Adulthood

My friend, Dottie, had a birthday recently. She pointed out that the Beatles’ “When I’m Sixty-Four” is the theme song of our graduating class. We have been taking turns singing it all year as we each hit that milestone. Paul McCartney had a...

Why Bother?

Do you know how many novels are published in the United States each year? A lot. Maybe as many as one million, depending on which report you read. That statistic can make a struggling author decide to give up. Why bother? The same thing is probably true of golfers...

Don’t Hate Me, But I Miss My Day Job

I miss the people, of course. That is a given. The co-workers. The boss. (I’m still married to him, but he works for The Man now, and l can’t go with him.) I especially miss the ones we served in our little country medical clinic. Less obvious things are...

The Best Part of Christmas

This is the week that some of us are feeling a little stress about bringing the magic on Christmas morning. Maybe we didn’t buy socks and underwear, but we aren’t wrapping iPhones or hiding Christmas puppies, either. Sometimes, the gifts just don’t...