The truth is I still look at other old people and see them as old. That negative characterization is ageism.
My new influencer could be a chubby seabird with greasy feathers that can’t fly. Yes, I’m lowering my expectations.
I could be wrong about everything. It’s a liberating idea. Righteousness is trendy. It feels like rebellion to freely admit my ambivalence.
Thinking on the grid extrudes new information so it looks a lot like the old information I already think I know.
Billie Best reads 57, a poem she wrote for herself on her 57th birthday.
Learning how to deal with a midlife crisis was challenging, not unlike the other seminal events of midlife, menopause and sexual dysfunction.
After my husband died, I realized I needed to downsize and start over. But I didn’t want to. My stuff was my history, my identity, my nest and my friend.