A popular narrative of both sickness and getting older is that you reach a point where you start to understand what's important. You lose patience for the unimportant, and start to pay more attention to what you want. That you "run out of F***s to give." I have long...
Childhood I am six, or maybe seven. We move to a new house and the house next door is a perfect match for ours, right down to the two girls the same age as my sister and I. The main difference is that their house is missing an added sunroom and at their house, the...
It took me a long time to start making my bed. As a child, it was not something required in my house. It was something saved for company, summer camp, and my one year of boarding school. In college, making my "bed," which was really a mattress on the floor, was...
It feels familiar. The sense of panic, the sense of dread, the need for information and action where none is available. Last year I was diagnosed with breast cancer and this is how it felt. Hurry up, get this test, do this, now wait for a few months while we schedule...
To help with a recent surgery I have been taking a water aerobics class. I go on Tuesdays and Thursdays and I am the youngest, by a lot. Most of the people in the class know each other. Some go to a "senior stretch" class directly after. Some go to water aerobics...