Happiness. It's relative.
It’s very easy, almost reflex, to slide into thinking you’re too old to do something because it is hard. Before we bought this camper van, we briefly owned an Airstream Bambi, a trailer that we intended to tow with our truck to all the… Continue Reading “We Might Be Too Old, but We Did It Anyway”
People have birthdays everyday, for heaven’s sake. So no reason to get all intense about it, right? Wrong. 71 is some business. You try being 71 and come tell me birthdays are mundane, everyone has them, and, oh, age is just a number. 71… Continue Reading “The Lead-Up”
There was only one reason why my father would be calling me. My mother must be dead. He explained how it happened, how just last week he had given up taking care of her at home, that for the third time, she’d gone limp… Continue Reading “Prepare a Place For Me”
When our granddaughter comes for the weekend on Friday night, she asks what we’re going to do on the first tomollow (Saturday) and on the second tomollow (Sunday) and then the semi-dreaded but kind of nice third tomollow (School, also known as Monday). I… Continue Reading “It’s Not the First Tomollow, Honey”
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