Originally posted on Crohn's & the Real Girl:
I have a complicated relationship with baguettes. When I was 16, I won this scholarship to study in Paris for a month. Naturally, my diet for the entirety of my stay largely consisted of whole baguettes eaten in one sitting and what can only be described…
The Bucket List
Bucket lists edged its way into our consciousness in 2007 when Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson, two terminally ill patients, frolicked their way across the silver screen trying to make sense of the last chapter in their lives. Whether you’ve been diagnosed with a terminal illness, recovered from a recent brush with cancer or … Continue reading
PASSAGE of TIME
I am acutely away that as we age the natural order of life includes the death of our parents. No matter how old we are and no matter how old our parents are when they pass, it’s too soon. My 50 year old sister-in-law tearfully sobbed that, although she felt foolish saying it, when her … Continue reading
Retirement: When To Pull The Trigger?
For as long as I can remember work has been my constant companion. When I was 13 years old I started babysitting. My hourly rate was between .50 and .75 cents an hour, boy was I loaded! I even spent one summer as a mother’s helper at a bungalow colony in the Catskills, affectionately known … Continue reading
The Coffee Smells Good Too
Tunnel vision is often contagious as the hustle and bustle of life provides plenty of excuses for keeping our noses to the grindstone instead of taking the time to stop and smell the coffee. Well…….I’ve decided to do just that, stop, take a breath and become more engaged in life. My first stop was to … Continue reading
Stop and Smell the Roses!
Being a native New Yorker, there are so many things you take for granted. The hustle and bustle of life creates a myopic existence as we race from home to work or to whatever our jammed packed schedules have on the horizon. Even my friends who are lucky enough to have retired, often exclaim, how … Continue reading
Chronicles of a Baby Boomer
I am blessed. No matter what hardships or obstacles lay before me I’ve always known, acknowledged and felt extremely grateful that I grew up at the time and in the place that I did. Growing up in the 50’s and 60’s air raid drills, the Bay of Pigs, and the Cold War were an integral … Continue reading
Day 20: My Mother’s Ring
I must have been about 13 years old when I bought my mother a ring for Mother’s Day. It wasn’t just any old ring, it was a ring I had my hand in designing. Being one of four siblings, I wanted my mother to have something that would commemorate her children so I thought what … Continue reading
Day 19: Free Association
Clicking onto Annie Lamott’s site, as I never heard of her, I must admit I was curious. In order to become a better writer and sometimes being on the obtuse side of things, I try to read the posts, blurbs, and articles that are in tandem with the daily assignment. The first Annie post I … Continue reading
Day 18: Ms. Pauley and Me
Ms. Pauley was about 100 years old. I imagined how beautiful she must have been when she was a girl ‘cause for an old person she had the kindest face and her brown eyes crinkled when she talked. If she ever needed any help, carrying her groceries or needing something from the store, I would … Continue reading
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