Today is my mother's birthday. Although she died almost 16 years ago, the day feels significant and in need of some kind of acknowledgement. If she were still alive, I would bake a cake, set up a small party and find some small gift to give her. She would smile, particularly if her grandchildren, nieces…
Living Until the Curtain Falls
Newly retired and eager to prove that my life was still going to be useful and exciting, several years ago I set up my blog and named it "The Golden Years Revisited." From the name it was obvious to me that I believed most of the myths about retirement and growing older. In a youth-obsessed…
Signs and Portents
Shortly after my mother died, I was taking a walk in the early evening around the fields in back of my home. I am fortunate to live in a beautiful location, with expansive Eastern views and uninterrupted skies. On this particular night it was clear, the moon was in its first quarter and the light…
My Life in Water
I began immersed in fluid, floating freely, encased in the universe of beginning. Nothing was required of me there, no consciousness, no choice, no understanding. Slowly my universe contracted and I grew beyond its borders. Without understanding, I knew narrowness was coming and I would be thrust into a cold, bright dryness, a perilous hero's…
