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Back in the day when kids put on play clothes after school and free time was not so structured, I had my best friend, Lizzie. Each afternoon till 5:00, when her family ate dinner (an hour earlier than ours), we were free to do all the stuff children did in the pre-daycare, pre-Elizabeth Smart, pre-Amber Alert days when you actually saw kids outside in neighborhoods riding bikes, playing...

Hello and good to 'see' you. I wanted to introduce myself, give you a chance to see who I am and figure out if you really care what I have to say. It's my first blog online but I do keep a journal (started book 2) of things that happen to me and mine, such as funny things the kids say. I am also a decent writer (according to those in my writing club and others who read me) and an excellent...

Starting Over....a New Life... We were together for 18 years. Not always rosy....I certainly had my own baggage.....it felt more like roommates than lovers....we were good friends though. I just thought it was as good as it would get..... I put on weight, lost it, gained it again. My own unhappiness and my own baggage.... And off he strayed.....he was a secretive type to begin...

As I got up to leave, she said: “I wish we had known each other when we were younger. I think we would have been the best of friends.“ Her name is Hazel Brooks and she is 80 years old. We sat next to each other on my recent flight from Grand Junction, Colorado to Dallas. I had been up since 2:00 am and had planned to sleep, but she and I ended up talking the whole 3 hours. She told me she...

We talk a lot about the rapidly changing culture of aging and how anything is now possible. That’s a good thing, right?For many American’s, the surprising answer is “no!” One woman recently told me, “I don’t want the stress of trying to be successful and happy again. I gave up on all that years ago.” For many, new opportunities represent nothing more than new disappointments....