
Maiden to Mother to Crone
From Maiden to Mother to Crone It occurred to me recently that my days seem filled with a constant repetition of one- and two-step tasks,
From Maiden to Mother to Crone It occurred to me recently that my days seem filled with a constant repetition of one- and two-step tasks,
My mom had very small hands. Yet, I was excited when my hands were as big as hers. Mom’s hands were dainty, but she didn’t
I had reservations about transitioning into my forties. Everyone offered worst-case scenarios about what to expect, from needing reading glasses to predicting the weather with
1. Here’s a piece of advice. While spending the afternoon with your dying father, don’t ask Alexa to play the songs of Judy Collins which, once
The preceding is an excerpt from Available As Is: A Midlife Widow’s Search for Love published by She Writes Press. Copyright 2022. Used with permission. No one
The preceding is an excerpt from Available As Is: A Midlife Widow’s Search for Love published by She Writes Press. Copyright 2022. Used with permission. In the
AUTHOR’S NOTE: I originally wrote this piece in October 2016 as a guest blogger for the Olivia Newton-John Blog LivOn. Her team requested that I
An excerpt from Lisa Pullen Kent’s book: “Death, Rock Me Asleep” O death, rock me asleep, Bring me to quiet rest, Let me pass my
We heard the train a long way off in the distance. A throaty rumble tunneling toward us, sooty plumes of smoke spoiling the blue skyline.
Something pulled me out of my dream. A voice, a hand on my shoulder. “Sharon, I think she’s going.” I slipped my bathrobe on and,