Category Archives: Aging

This is not a document on the physical aspects of aging. Those of us who are in the know could talk of the daily changes wrought by the years. Overall, what I have seen is perhaps not as bad as … Continue reading →

I am writing on the patio table. Breezes are fleeting by and the umbrella shades me. Stewart is at my feet. MK is in the house at the dining room table. What’s up with that? We have a whole winter … Continue reading →

I am embarrassed and annoyed. I am unhappy with my DNA, at least one facet of it. Somehow, I cannot believe what is happening. I don’t usually write about my current aches and pains. Growing older is not for the … Continue reading →

I am tired. I am guessing that it is wearier than actually tired, but there is a bit of fatigue there. I took a nap today after beginning ‘The Girl on the Train.’ MK had taken it out of the … Continue reading →