My Brother: A Bit of Nostalgia
When I was born, he told the neighbors, “It’s another girl.” He was eleven and already had three sisters. When …
Category Archives: aging
The day my garage door broke…
I purged my closet of twenty-seven items. Does this “first line” grab your attention? Do you want to know more? …
Signature Dish
I’m having a miniature identity crisis and desperately need the help of a few of you readers. I was invited …
The Fun of Memoir Writing
If you’ve never taken a class on writing about your own life, you are missing out on some fun stuff. …
Turkeys and Drains – Never Say Never!
“If Darlene can do it, surely I can,” I told myself last week. I was recalling a time I dropped …
Growing Older: On Turning 80
“What are you trying to prove?” my friend asked in a text. I had just sent her a photo of …
Colors of Thanksgiving – 2005
“Mom, look what I found,” Kathleen said as she pulled a slip of paper from her shiny fuchsia purse. “A …
Ode to the Hoitenga Sisters
We were known as the Hoitenga sisters, four of us born within eight years of each other. If one of …
Fibromyalgia is a pain! Literally.
So I’ve done it again–eaten too much sugar, gotten myself too busy, forgotten to pace myself. And I’m paying for …
Missing My Sister Esther
“You’re coming up to a small town that has an historical marker,” Esther texted to me as Marv and I …
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