Mathman hasn’t called me. Did he lose my number? I guess I didn’t make the grade. I weighed the pluses and minuses of our relationship. Maybe we weren’t equal. When I mentioned pie, I meant apple and he was talking …
I met a man. We had lunch. He’s a math teacher. Something doesn’t add up.…
“There’s a fine, fine line between love and a waste of time.” That’s a lyric from a song, from the musical Avenue Q.” I posted this on Facebook and women thought I was starting a man hating group – and …
Give me a break! And, I don’t mean on the price. The expression ‘retail therapy’ is trotted out by anyone who needs an excuse to shop. This is just like “comfort food” is a reason to stuff our face with …
Yesterday my husband and I would have been married for 38 years. The last anniversary we celebrated was #33. Jimmy was healthy and happy, but if you had a gun to my head I couldn’t tell you where we went …
So I went to a psychic. I won’t mention her name, but she knows who she is. What she didn’t know is that I’m a widow. You’d think that would be pouring out of my DNA. This psychic is the …
Buffy, Supa Fresh (Robin Moore) Hyla Molander (Drop Dead Life) and Poor Widow Me Believe me, widowhood is not the neighborhood you want to live in. Besides all the obvious, there’s uncertainty. At every corner, there’s a decision to be …
It’s Saturday night. A handful of years ago we’d be out to dinner with another couple. I’d order that third glass of Cabernet and avoid Jimmy’s disapproving eyes. These days I’m driving myself home so I rarely have more than …
Almost daily I post a question for widows and widowers on Facebook. Many people respond. Using social media seems like a great way to get us to delve into our own feelings and share them. It helps all of us.…
I was reading the Wedding announcements in Sunday’s New York Times because I assumed they would be cheerier than my daily dose of obituaries. My habit of reading the obits stopped immediately when Jimmy died. The words literally took my …