A journey of grace and challenge
I have kept a diary or journal since the eighth grade, and albeit profoundly embarrassing to read with its tunnel vision on TIM, the boy on whom I had a crush, and excruciatingly detailed descriptions of every sighting and conversation with TIM, I am pleased…
I have never in my life considered myself beautiful, but I have occasionally looked back on an old photograph from some special event of my younger days and thought, “I actually don’t look bad there.” Is that not a common experience — we look back…
Embracing 53 is in part about learning to love, or at the very least, accept, the “aging” process. “Aging” is an odd word to write, because it’s not quite what I mean — it sounds sort of like we are on the verge of senility…
My backyard is on the large side and, over the last few years, it has developed into a large mess. Large yards = large amount of dedicated time, and I simply did not have it. Nor did my husband. My roses are overgrown because I…