Category: Aging

Arachnid

A spider the size of a silver dollarThat’s what they stopped to watchwalking across the high hill pathwhile dogs bounded past unaware The man explained how rare it washow unusual to see whatever its name was,I’ve forgotten, forgive me,I don’t know the name of… Continue Reading “Arachnid”

Needle and Thread

When you leave something – a job, a group, an organization – it’s often surprising how quickly the space you left behind gets stitched up. Very soon, the stitches themselves get worn flat and no one can really tell, unless they get real up… Continue Reading “Needle and Thread”

Quite Possibly The Most Perfect Sunday Ever

It is not possible for it to be a more beautiful day. It’s sunny and windy. I always like wind. I’m less a fan of sun unless there’s a good wind. The sun today means that, when the angle is right, Lake Superior glitters.… Continue Reading “Quite Possibly The Most Perfect Sunday Ever”

Give It Up, Girlie

Every time we pass someone driving an RV or pulling a trailer on the freeway, I create a story for the driver and their passenger, almost always around our age, that involves their being totally carefree. They have great health, plenty of money, and… Continue Reading “Give It Up, Girlie”

My Brother John’s Peanut Butter Sandwiches

I made 110 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with my friend, Christina, today. Another volunteer slipped each sandwich in a plastic bag and stacked it in the box with all the others. I learned that I am a very fast maker of peanut butter… Continue Reading “My Brother John’s Peanut Butter Sandwiches”

Booms and Echoes

There are twenty-two electrodes in my cochlea and this morning each was individually adjusted. I have been reprogrammed but without having to go to a special camp. I imagine my electrodes to be waving like tiny grasshopper antennae or like sea plants rooted on… Continue Reading “Booms and Echoes”

All is Well in the Aging Aisle

I am simpatico with Joe Biden. He likes cars. I like cars. He’s a liberal. I’m a liberal. He falls up stairs. I fall off my chair. We are of one blood. Watching my beloved Joe trip, fall, trip, fall, trip, fall, and then… Continue Reading “All is Well in the Aging Aisle”

10,000 Moments

I want to tell you about 10,000 moments. But I’m not sure how. Each moment by itself would be too small to see. Too fleeting. Like snow flakes on the lawn. How could one moment be singled out for description, made more special than… Continue Reading “10,000 Moments”

It’s Come to This

Maybe because of the pandemic, maybe because of my age and my ever-narrowing life, my mood has become increasingly dependent on my underwear. There is the okay underwear. And then there’s the ancient, large but wearable, underwear. And then there is the underwear from… Continue Reading “It’s Come to This”

Grief Note

In the pantheon of weird life experiences comes this: I just mailed a one sentence note to my sister telling her our brother died late in January. The gravity of the message required that I drive the note to the downtown post office to… Continue Reading “Grief Note”

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