Tag: boomer life
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Our Tapestry of Love
I don’t write poetry, but a year ago I lost a mentor and a friend. When I started writing about her, these words seemed the best way to characterize our relationship, and what she meant to my writing group. I open a door, shove one foot in front of another and step inside. Faces unfamiliar…
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Boomers Retreat as Winter Arrives and We Prepare for the Future
Politics is not usually a subject for this blog, but this year’s Presidential election affected folks deeply. Many of us have entered a period of mourning. Our candidate did not win. As a result we ponder an uncertain future and brace ourselves for a rocky road ahead. Winter is almost here, literally and metaphorically. I…
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10 Excuses for Missing Exercise Class
Numerous articles appear in newspapers and magazines, on websites and blogs about the importance of exercise, especially for older folks. As an older folk, I often prefer to lounge on the couch rather than do almost anything involving bodily movement. Some days strolling to the kitchen for a cup of coffee qualifies as my daily…
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Does the Customer Ever Come First?
A Tale of Customer Service Woes Comcast wasn’t working over the weekend. This was not the first time we experienced problems with our internet and cable. When attempting to access service a message appeared on the screen: “…call customer service and tell them you have an error 7.” The calls, and the mounting frustration, began. The resolution process…
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Boomers on Food, Aging, Recovery, and More
It is a busy time of year – fall gardening and early holiday preparations, exciting sports games (Go Eagles! Go Mets! Go Yankees!), and the incessant bombardment of Election Day ads, news, and talk shows. But these goings-on have been background noise to my life for the past couple of weeks. I am recuperating from…
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My Post-Surgery Misadventure
A favorite restaurant is located three blocks from my house. I walked out my front door early on a pristine autumn morning, not a cloud in the sky, the sun shining, warming the night-chilled landscape. I walked slowly, unsure how my body would react six days after surgery. The past few days had been spent…
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Little Girl’s Bicycle or Old Lady’s Bike?
Years ago my son assembled a bicycle for me, a sleek golden model with thin tires, 15 speeds, hand brakes, and a top tube across the frame – the sign of a boy’s bike. I enjoyed the ride and relished the sensation on my face as I leaned forward against the wind and struggled to…
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The Benefits of a Staycation with (or without) Friends
Staycation – a vacation spent at home or nearby. I could take a staycation anytime. All I need to do is clear my calendar for a day, a couple of days, or longer. But I don’t. Day by day passes, and my daily routine overshadows ideas to investigate a temporary museum exhibit, explore a park,…
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I Am a World-class Procrastinator
I have learned many skills over the years, a lot useful, others not so much, and many forgotten. For instance my ability to solve math equations and speak a foreign language disappeared. Those particular brain cells are dormant, and resurrecting them a chore more difficult than I wish to tackle. One skill often used and…
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Detour to a Bygone Era
Mom lives on Long Island, New York, a place populated with too many people, cars, traffic lights, paved roads, parking lots…I live in New Jersey. Hub and I drive the Garden State Parkway north, cross the Outerbridge Crossing (a bridge) to Staten Island, navigate the Verrazano Bridge into Brooklyn, meander on the Belt Parkway to…