So I've done it again--eaten too much sugar, gotten myself too busy, forgotten to pace myself. And I'm paying for it in pain. Dollars would be easier. I haven't given an update of my fibromyalgia for a long time, so last night I searched for the word in my search box. And below is what …
Tag: widowhood
P is for Presley, as in Elvis
Last Saturday night, on my twenty-minute drive home from a concert downtown by our South Dakota Symphony Orchestra, my body singing with the sounds of oboe and violin and trumpet, my mind enjoying the quiet of the nearly empty city streets, Elvis, a heart throb from my high school years, soared mournfully into life on …
Grace Notes #5 – Outrageous
At book club last week, we finished Joan Chittister’s The Gift of Years: Growing Older Gracefully. Many things in the book resonated with me, but I needed her chapter on “Future” right now as I emerge from the two-month mark of being a widow (there, I said the word I don’t like, but it seems …
Write Along with Me 