Marilyn and me, my bday is also the birth of my freedom (2014)
Marilyn Monroe died at age 36 and for some reason, I thought that would be a good age to die before I grew too old.
a blog for my third life
Marilyn Monroe died at age 36 and for some reason, I thought that would be a good age to die before I grew too old.
I would like to write about the dating part of my life as a senior. This is a subject not openly discussed. I know my
Hello forties/fifty somethings, meet the sixties/seventy somethings The fodder for this blog has come from Facebook, my social media fix this morning gave me the
Three ordinary boxes encompassing a generation of our lives caught on paper, what to keep? This does not include the movies on super eight film
Exactly one month ago I was celebrating in a delirious cloud of hopefulness. Seeing the light at the end of a very long tunnel,
Travel, any kind of travel, maybe a visit with someone new? Is it possible to start planning again? There is a new kind of feeling
Well, it is been four weeks today, two in quarantine and two in isolation since I’ve been home. We may all be experiencing different feelings
Snoop Dog and Me At over sixty, I was probably the oldest person of approximately nine hundred people at a Snoop Dogg concert eight years
Once upon a time back in the olden days, getting a diary for Christmas or a birthday was such a thrill. We filled it with
Sunday morning sees me considering and contemplating, can this be our new normal or is it still an aberration will life ever return to what