Category Archives: Middle Aged and Onward

I use the word “I” about a hundred and fifty times in this essay, and I apologize for that right now .  About 20 years ago I bought a dollhouse kit and spent two years making it.  I worked on it … Continue reading →

Sunrise. Sunset. Those words begin the chorus of the song with the same title from Fiddler on the Roof. During the seventies that song was sung at every wedding, guaranteed to bring grown men to their knees and reaching for … Continue reading →

I have been counseling a friend on how to take care of herself instead of everyone else as she deals with a serious illness.  I learned this lesson the hard way a few years back.  I burned out so badly … Continue reading →

Sewing all day at Terri’s.  Katie stopped in for a chat and brought us cookies.  Katie is wonderful, within minutes we are talking real life, about goals, about possibilities.  Suddenly she confesses that she has been struggling with the realization … Continue reading →

Well, I don’t have a hot date tonight, so I may as well write something.  My friend Terri and I are getting serious about selling our art – textile art.  We have been quilting for friends and family for several … Continue reading →

The pool is open!  It’s not fancy pants like the “club” we used to belong to, but it’s water.  Because it is a gym for mere mortals, and the pool is shared with a swim school so it’s only 4ft … Continue reading →

I write this after writing about the fire, because there will always be youth to give me joy.  Last night it rained so much in Chico, California, that the parking lots of the college student apartment buildings were flooded.  REALLY … Continue reading →

Things have been painfully slow at work, meaning no patients for me.  This is okay, I am using the time wisely.  For example, today I slept til noon.   I felt guilty about it until I realized that when I can’t … Continue reading →

Every woman over the age of 30 remembers the first time a hot young guy rang up her sale, handed her the receipt and package and said “thank you, ma’am.”  It’s a brutal ego crushing moment in a young woman’s life.  No … Continue reading →

I was thumbing through my old journals – so much of it just sounds like pure insanity, but that is because once I got past the first book, I was totally honest about writing my deepest feelings and thoughts.   I … Continue reading →