I love you, I love you not It’s strange to remember back to the time when I thought my parents had everything figured out and my grandparents were ancient. Now that I’m both a parent and a grandparent, my perspective… Read More ›
alternative retirement
31 Flavors
“Growing old … what is the opposite of “growing”? I ask myself. “Withering” perhaps? It is, I assume, quite easy to wither into old age, and hard to grow into it.” The Journal of May Sarton: The House by the… Read More ›
Cuddling and other resolutions I’d never considered
I believe in the promise of the new year, and hence I’m committed to formulating a resolution. A few years ago, I added the concept of a new theme and the new year took on an added layer of complexity—and… Read More ›
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho …
There’s a saying in writing that you’ve buried the lede. It means that you’ve taken too long to get to your point. Perhaps you don’t know what your point is. Or maybe you just can’t bring yourself to say it…. Read More ›
Ten Years After
In September of 2011, we left our home in Evergreen, Colorado to move to a new home in Bratislava, Slovakia. A six-month work assignment grew to a year, then two. It morphed into two years in Budapest, Hungary. Then I… Read More ›
The World In Between 