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The last time I saw him was 25 years ago when I was embarking on what would be my almost final destination. -I didn’t know at the time that my trip would turn into my new home in San Francisco.- Over dinner 25 years ago, we talked about our time together. Those first 4 years of new […]
Read More…It is part of the human condition to constantly anticipate the future, even the near future, making it sometimes sadder tan we’d like. This happened today after spending time with one of my little fabulous nieces. While waiting for my bus back home, she hugged me and told me she missed me.
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Disclosure: This is a collaboration with MarieHell.com and VivaFifty.com and all opinions are my own. This post contains affiliate links. I don’t wear a dress on a daily basis. Especially since I moved to San Francisco where the weather seems to be in a constant menopausal state. You just never know what the weather is […]
Read More…At some point in life we all find ourselves looking down at the abyss and wondering whether we should back track to our comfort zone, or go ahead and jump. I’ve chosen to jump!
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Don’t we wish there were an antidote for loss? For the pain or even a way to skip it all together? The only antidote is time and experience, and not even that can prepare you. However, there are ways to manage loss and make it more bearable.
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In about a month, I will be turning fifty. As I look back I remember how I thought I was already too old to wear shorts, now, I am wearing them and I’m not worried whether I’m too old or what people might think or say. I’m pretty sure nobody is going to come and […]
Read More…In the New York Time’s OP-ED, Oliver Sacks wrote in his column how although at 81 he was still swimming a mile a day, his luck had run out after he learned he had multiple metastasis of the liver. The prognosis is grim, fatal and as he says his farewell and shares with us his life, […]
Read More…I made a mistake in the title. I wanted to write: A memoir worth reading, instead of living, but then I settled for what seemed to have come out naturally and probably was the perfect meaning because memoirs are meant to be lived as we read on, as we immerse ourselves in another person’s life […]
Read More…We both have something in common, he calls it a character flaw. In him I see it as something extraordinary. In myself, I see it as stupidity.
Read More…Because we shouldn’t care what anyone does in bed behind closed doors. Because love is love and it takes many forms. Because being human is accepting one another without questioning religion, sexual orientation, or political views.
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