Category: Aging

My Brother

He is frozen in this time. My brother. How he holds a wine glass, his shirt sleeves rolled up. In his pocket is a pack of cigarettes. He is tightening his lower lip, talking in that loud, raspy whisper he had even as a… Continue Reading “My Brother”

The End of a Time

In her prime, she had long flowing gray hair. And flowing skirts and capes. I want to say capes but it was probably sweaters or shawls, it was a time when everyone wore flowing things. She had the look of a dispossessed queen coming… Continue Reading “The End of a Time”

Homesick for Then

Across the street, a kid is standing in his driveway and throwing a tennis ball against the chimney of his house. I think the purpose of this game is to see how high on the chimney he can get the ball. His is a… Continue Reading “Homesick for Then”

Closet Cleaning

I’m never going to wear khaki pants again. The last time I wore them was about four years ago. I was in a meeting and happened to look down at my lap where the red of my top fell over the tan of my… Continue Reading “Closet Cleaning”

Meditation on My Basement’s Life

The cobwebs in the basement are thick and clammy. They hang like wet strings from water pipes and electrical wires running along the papered ceiling where, along the edges, you can see the 100-year-old 2 x 4s that are the bones of our house.… Continue Reading “Meditation on My Basement’s Life”

Coming to Terms with the Fade

It’s not as if I don’t look in the mirror every day. It’s not like I haven’t tracked the lines in my face. There is no turning back the clock. You had your turn. There are worse things than being old. This is the… Continue Reading “Coming to Terms with the Fade”

Advent 5: Dress Up

Nancy Pelosi is the glory of old. She is the white suit, high heels, red lipstick glory of old. She is the I know what I believe and what I have to do glory of old. She is the I’ve got the votes or… Continue Reading “Advent 5: Dress Up”

Book Thief

Tonight my dog, Swirl, went into my office, picked up a 406 page library book entitled, “An American Sickness: How Healthcare Became Big Business and How You Can Take it Back,” and carried it back to his bed. When I discovered this, the book… Continue Reading “Book Thief”

Rendered Mute Friday Round-Up

I’ve spent a week at the You Need to Stop Kidding Yourself Rodeo and it hasn’t been all that much fun. I went from wearing my age like Joseph’s Coat of Many Colors to shaking the layers of dust off the gray tattered cape… Continue Reading “Rendered Mute Friday Round-Up”

Golden

I pushed the button for the 14th floor, the tower suite. I got off the elevator and looked down at my feet. I was barefoot. This seemed crazy to me although I often go barefoot, not to meetings, though, never before had I been… Continue Reading “Golden”

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