Returning To My Real Life


It's 6 am, Brooklyn time, and I already know it's going to be a hellaciously long day.  The day started dawning about half an hour ago - it's warm enough to be humid - my son's apartment and neighborhood is quite for the moment - a little time for reflection before the alarms start the …

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Making Our Own Way … Alone … When We Have To


The subject has crossed my path more than once lately - about being "our age" and how we feel about being alone, starting over or not ... and the process that goes with any of those options.   A good number of us (female and male) are alone for any number of reasons - through the death …

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Musical Memories From The Summers Of Love – Concert Experiences


I was walking the dog-on-Prozac with my daughter in law yesterday morning – our morning walk in Prospect Park. We got to talking about music and concerts – and she asked what concerts I’d gone to as a kid. WELL … that started me on a sentimental journey!  You there!  – how many of these …

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“Winds In The East, Mist Comin’ In .. Like Something Is Brewin’, About To Begin..”


“ … Can't put me finger on what lies in store … But I feel what's to happen, all happened before.” From Mary Poppins … My life is starting to evolve … again – dynamics are changing, people around me are in flux in ways that will affect me somehow someway somewhere .. sometime soon. …

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Sidewalk – 1, IttyBittyBoomer – 0 (or) Stumbles and Falls And Jumping Back Up


I’m good! I’m ok … I said as my son helped me up off the sidewalk.  I would like to say I jumped up! But, alas, that was not the case.  My lip was bleeding and rapidly swelling, and the abrasions on my knees were covered with dirt and gravel and quickly starting to burn. …

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Recovering From The Hurts Of Morbid Obesity– Lessons from Cari …


I read with deep interest the blog of a fellow “WLS’er” – or weight loss surgery post op friend – this last week regarding healing from our hurts.  Any of our hurts … and how it isn’t an easy process … but a process it is. My biggest life-long battle has been with morbid obesity.  …

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The Loving Spoonful Had It Right ….


Hot town, summer in the city, Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty. Been down, isn't it a pity, doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city. All around, people looking half dead, walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head... UGH! I’ve been visiting my son and daughter-in-law in Brooklyn for …

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