I have the somewhat unique disposition of being a “social introvert.” This may sound like a contradiction in terms. But I have long known that I can be both introverted, that is, shy, reserved and thoughtful, as well as being attracted to join groups. This combination, odd as it may sound, has also guided how I have experienced my first year of retirement. I have done my own share of reflecting and quietly contemplating the course of my life and career. Retirement has provided this opportunity..
As the anticipation for the warmth of summer's embrace builds, we find ourselves drawn irresistibly into the nostalgic embrace of cherished memories from seasons past...
I learned about Memorial Day when I was very young. It was always a part of our family as my mother’s brother—Uncle George as we referred to him—died while serving in..
Death and grief are both natural parts of life itself. We want to control them and postpone them and avoid them altogether. And yet, after being birthed into life, death..
I must admit, I have always been impatient for what comes next. What’s the next chapter? What’s the next new new thing? And more to the topic, what happens next to our..
Growing up loving science fiction in the 90s meant that I was drawn to Star Trek: The Next Generation. As soon as that iconic introduction music began and the camera..
Eighty-one-year-old John Nettles has said: “It's so good to get up in the morning and see a donkey - they're just unbelievably beautiful and funny. My donkey Hector..
Mabel Breneman was my husband’s maternal grandmother, whom I met when I was 19 years old and she was 84 years old. Everyone called her Grandma, and I adored her...
My husband died in 2004 when he was just 49 years old. Since then, I think I’ve had more than my share of “mortality thoughts,” the theme of this series of blog posts...
