Growing Old, Staying Young, and a Box of Rain

Growing Old, Staying Young, and a Box of Rain

     Aside from plastic surgery and Botox, how can we grow old gracefully if we’re lucky enough to stay healthy and remain on the planet?  For me and many other baby boomers in our 50s and 60s, this is a burning question.  First we raised our children and watched them...

When Knees Displease

     If you are a still-youngish baby boomer like me (or if you think of yourself that way), it comes as a shock when body parts start to wear out.  In my case, it’s my knees.  (My left hip clicks occasionally, but I don’t want to think about that just yet).  How dare...

Sixty Five

     For the past year, my husband, Henry, has been humming the Beatles’ song, “When I’m 64.” In a profound state of anxiety, he sings:  When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now, will you still be sending me a valentine, birthday greetings, bottle...

Sixty Five

     For the past year, my husband, Henry, has been humming the Beatles’ song, “When I’m 64.” In a profound state of anxiety, he sings:  When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now, will you still be sending me a valentine, birthday greetings, bottle...

The Perpetual Child

     While I may lament (along with legions of other parents), that my “adult” children are growing up so slowly it’s like watching paint dry, at least there’s hope they will one day be independent.  Not so with our dog, Sparky, who remains a perpetual child even at...

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