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Middle Girth

Middle Girth

I have rings around my waist, mid-rise, and hips. I stand like a toddler’s stacking toy: red ball for my head atop a double chin stacked above a life preserver and two auto tires, as an ode to the Micheline man. On the upside, I can’t topple in this configuration. Perhaps I waddle when I walk. Call me Lady of the Rings.

Designated Listeners

Designated Listeners

During conversations with family and friends, my husband and I persistently find ourselves typecast as designated listeners. We’ve been cooped up by Covid, too, and lament that few wish to listen to us.

First Daughter

First Daughter

Father’s Day celebrations approach and I’m sad that my dad isn’t alive. Yet he’s not forgotten, forever in my heart.

The Ebb and Flow of (mostly) Retired Life

The Ebb and Flow of (mostly) Retired Life

Our wedding anniversary is coming up. With or without fanfare, depending on one's point of view. The number is almost more than I can compute. Seriously, people, I've been married to one man over half of my entire life. That he's 'the best man alive' (my anointment)...

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