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Category Archives: aging
Blue
The sparkling blue of Lake Michigan, in the summer sun, with a brisk breeze is enticing and inviting, and as I remembered that particular shade, I recalled the time our rental catamaran flung us into those blue depths. I’m not … Continue reading
Posted in aging, experience
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Lessons from the “boot”
Five weeks ago, I had surgery to repair a torn peroneal tendon and to fix a long-standing stress fracture in my left metatarsal. Running and my unique physiology have contributed to the damage, and I had similar (though less significant) … Continue reading
Prom, 1984
In 1984, I was a senior in high school, and prom was looming on the horizon. Yes, I was planning to go to college (at least until my mom suggested in frustration that I stay home, marry Terry, and have … Continue reading
Posted in aging, experience, family, motherhood
Tagged mother daughter, prom, rituals, shopping, vintage
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“oh antic God” By Lucille Clifton
oh antic God return to me my mother in her thirties leaned across the front porch the huge pillow of her breasts pressing against the rail summoning me in for bed. I am almost the dead woman’s age times two. … Continue reading
Kin in the kitchen
Thanks to Hanna for the inspiration — her A to Z holiday photo montage kicked my brain into gear. My cousin and his mom (that makes her my aunt) visited us today, and as we sat around the dinner table, … Continue reading
A room of her own — a mother-in-law’s pad
In a cosmic coincidence, on the 22nd anniversary of my mom’s death, I went apartment hunting for my mother-in-law in order to give her some options for her life. My mother-in-law lives outside Boston and has been somewhat isolated there, … Continue reading
On aging: bifocals, or a kick in the teeth?
When I told my colleague that I had to get bifocals, he laughed, “Wow, that’s a kick in the teeth.” I wondered, was it really that bad to need bifocals at 44? Why is aging in our culture perceived with … Continue reading
Posted in aging, expectations, growth, memory, motherhood, running, transformation, writing
Tagged aging, bifocals, motherhood
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Namesake
My friend, Jan, wrote a story about her name that made me wonder, what’s up with my name? In What’s in a Name I addressed my penchant for changing my names, but not the how and why of my name. … Continue reading
Posted in aging, connection, dreams, genes, identity, memory, names
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On running
For most of my life, I ran either the Chicago streets or most recently, the Chicago Lakefront Path. Running in Chicago is exhilarating: the lake path is used by runners, walkers, and bikers and is well traveled. Running from Hyde … Continue reading