Category Archives: Aging Gracefully (or trying to)

Letter from Italy #3 – Sartorial Splendour, Middle-aged North American Style

For this trip, Sweetie and I were determined to travel with half the luggage we took with us last year to France. I am proud to say we have succeeded. I have booked us into apartments for each leg of … Continue reading

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Letter from France #3 – The Fashionistas

Sweetie and I, as you may know, are sartorially splendid. Sweetie with his closet full of golf shirts and khakis, me with my flowy tops and t-shirts, jeans and puffy pants, we set fashion trends wherever we go. So in planning … Continue reading

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Prayer of an Anonymous Abbess

I am approaching a milestone birthday, moving from one decade to the next. And I am fretting about getting old. I came across this prayer (from the Charter for Compassion website). It doesn’t necessarily help me with my fretting but it does … Continue reading

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What’s Compassion?

This is a question I’m currently struggling with. Your help would be very much appreciated. A few months ago, I signed on to the Charter for Compassion. The Charter for Compassion is a document that transcends religious, ideological, and national … Continue reading

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Men Who Run With Scissors – Part 2

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Efforts to manage new hair this week: My first effort this week resulted in a look reminiscent of a matryoshka doll – those fat little pear-shaped things with completely smooth heads. That’s how my thin fine hair looked – flattened … Continue reading

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Challenge Title #1 – Wonderful Husbands

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The day I married for the first time is still with me in photographic flashes almost forty years later. I was a girl of twenty who rushed headlong into marriage with a young man I’d known for less than two months. … Continue reading

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Men Who Run With Scissors

Today I hurt the feelings of a man wielding scissors. I haven’t had my hair cut in more than a year, other than hacking away at my bangs every month or so. It was out of control. Long overdue. I … Continue reading

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