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Thanks for reading! As the years pass since my husband passed (2006) the themes and subjects of my blogs have changed. For new widows and widowers, I think most helpful for you are the blogs I wrote early on...where you are now. Please use the "archive" button to find any and all blogs from "the bad old days..." to relate, find relief and hopefully, a chuckle, too.

Flying Solo

Chocolate Pizza at Max Brenner NYC The idea of dating again has crept into my consciousness possibly spurred on by a friend who lovingly said, “You’re not getting any younger you know.” For decades, I was married and I defined…

Memories in a Box

Devil Dog – 1977 When my granddaughter was born in 2004 I joined the baby paparazzi.  I captured every imaginable expression Skylar made and once she started to smile, my camera seemed to deliriously snap away on it’s own. Back…

Fresh Starts

My father-in-law, Charlie used to say that New Year’s Eve is for amateurs. People who rarely go out during the year “doll themselves up” to let loose. “What’s all the fuss about?” he would shrug. “It’s just another day.” Each December…

Rain Woman

All my life I’ve been an idiot savant with dates. For some ridiculous reason if I hear your birthday once, I never forget it. Some call me Rain Woman, although Dustin Hoffman’s bit with the toothpicks is out of my…

Is Writing Obituaries a Dead Art?

I read the obituaries every morning.  Unlike the news which is depressing – these half page mini biographies are entertaining – if you read between the lines.  After all, it takes a skilled writer to transform an ordinary life to an extraordinary one. My…

Santa Doesn’t Live Here Anymore

My Teeny Tree  On our last Christmas in 2005 Jimmy gave in and we got an artificial tree.  This was a huge moment for a man who had insisted for 33 years, “If we have a fake tree, what’s next?…

A Psychic in the Family

Several weeks ago, I moseyed into a neighborhood-clothing store for their promotional wine, cheese, fruit and cookies.  Who can resist a snack?   And, who doesn’t need a new-something-something? God knows how many outfits I ruined trying them on with…

Happiness is Being Able to Write it In My Blog

At The Laughter For Life Club So there I was yesterday driving to Bridgeport, Connecticut singing to the radio and looking forward to a speaking gig at The Laughter for Life Club, also referred to as the Happiness Club.  What could…

When Your Daughter Turns 35…

Me and Sky Oh, my…there is no amount of Botox or Restylane or any of the fillers on the market today that will transform me to 45 now that my daughter is 35.  Her big mouth gives me away, not…

Are These the ‘Good Old Days?’

As we were raising the kids, I assumed that it was ‘our time’ because the older generation told us so.  Yesterday, on Thanksgiving Day, I heard myself parrot this to my Goddaughter, Katharine, who is pregnant with twins. “I’m sure…