‘It’s Not My Jam’ — Is Not My Jam. Of Course, It Isn’t. I’m 81 Years Old, for Heaven’s Sake
People in the know were saying, ‘It’s not my jam.’ A product of the 20th century, I was sticking to, ‘It’s not my cup of tea.’ Read more.
What to Do With My Late Husband’s Winter Coat?
I wanted to keep my late husband’s winter coat. It let me feel close to him. But the weather was turning cold. Someone needed that coat. Read more.
The Little Tug That Could — Cross an Ocean. Scott Newhall and the Eppleton Hall
Scott Newhall and the Eppleton Hall: A doughty San Francisco crew sails an English paddlewheel across the Atlantic and on to California. Read more.
My New Year’s Resolution — Do Less. Not More. Subtract!
Now that I’m widowed, my to-do lists are twice as long as they used to be. So I’m turning tradition on its head and making my New Year’s resolution — do less! Read more.
Widowed: Caught in the Time Warp of Grief
It’s a New Year — Another One!
Another new year has arrived. Time passes and it won’t stop. Here’s what I had to say about that back in 1990. Read more.
What to Do With a Kid on a Rainy Day
Grandchild No. 1 came for a holiday visit and it rained all week. Here’s what we found to do with a kid on a rainy day. Read more.
May Your Days Be Merry!
On my Christmas card this year, “May your days be merry,” is code for — may your days be filled with hope and faith. Read more.
Widowed: I Got Caught in the Act of Crying for My Husband
I came home to what I thought was an empty house but, widowed, I got caught in the act of crying for my husband. Noisily. Read more.
A Widow’s Christmas Card — Where’s Jon When I Need Him Most?
My first widow’s Christmas card — my husband isn’t here to compose the poem and photoshop the card. How do I pull it off without him? Read more.