Imagine my chagrin. In my high school days (oh my – that was over 70 years ago!) I thought I invented a word.
In the recent years before the COVID-19 pandemic began, I undertook a series of hiking trips with good friends. There was a good bit of climbing involved on our trips to..
Outside of the Cleveland Museum of Art, one will find the tree-lined Wade Lagoon. During a recent trip to the museum, my daughter and I had the opportunity to walk..
This blog post is the third in our series inspired by the words of Amanda Gorman in “The Hill We Climb.”
Author's note: This blog post is the second in our series inspired by Amanda Gorman’s words in “The Hill We Climb.”
Series Introduction In January, the Abundant Aging writers met to plan the themes for the coming months of this blog. Although that Zoom meeting was a week after our..
Each year as Lent approaches, I experience the same dilemma. What shall I do about Lent?
Christians approach the Lenten season and typically enter into a time of prayer, fasting, and the making of special offerings (sometimes called “alms”). We might “give..
I was born, raised and have lived my entire life near Lake Erie. The fourth-smallest of the Great Lakes has a majestic shoreline that extends across the state and north..
When I reflect on growing up and Lenten experience, I think of Wednesdays, Thursdays and Fridays. I didn’t always understand Lent as described in these words:
