At 21 I never imagined being on the receiving end of cheating in marriage. I have since learned that the arc of karma is long, and it bends toward payback.
Our marriage breakdown after 30 years was bound to happen because our careers were going in opposite directions.
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.
When my husband realized he had only a few months to live he told me he thought we should plan his death like a wedding because it was just as important.
I feel like my aging from 40 to 60 was an achievement, a master class in change management. In those two decades I earned my PhD in me.
Sun exposure, age and genes predispose me to skin cancer, and I’m likely to have a reoccurrence of actinic keratosis. Fortunately, I’m rich and powerful, so I don’t have to worry about healthcare access and affordability.
I’ve been stalking Carnita because she’s practically famous for her new porn travelogue and it kills me.