The concert or another view of aging

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The beloved husband and I went to a concert. We used to go to a lot of concerts but over the years we’ve seen most of our favorites, some many times. There are others we’d like to see but they … Continue reading

Shudda-Cudda and Glad I didn’t

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My birthday is coming up and it’s one of those milestone ones. Ugh! How on earth did I get to be this old? Better than the alternative, yet how did it happen? Reflecting on life, there are some things I … Continue reading

Christmas as you age

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One of my memories from childhood was visiting the parents of my sister-in-law. They were ancient. Truly ancient. They lived in a small in-town end-of-row house with not much room. I remember it as dark (and ancient). Lots of lace … Continue reading

The worry warrior

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Some people don’t care about much. I wish I was one of them. I care about a lot of stuff. Some of it is valid — who will take care of my cats if they outlive me — but most is … Continue reading

The clock is ticking

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Time is an illusion.” — Albert Einstein “The older you get, the faster time flies.” — My Mom She also said “You’ll be sorry!” when I was wishing for a distant event to happen. (Like Christmas when I was six!) … Continue reading

Expiring body parts

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No, I’m talking knee replacements here. I’m talking about how long a body part can stand doing its job before revolting. Let’s take my butt. Last week I had dinner with two different groups of friends. When sitting at a … Continue reading

Things about my youth

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–that I didn’t love I grew up in the 50s and 60s. It was a great time to grow up. Streets were safe and so was my social security number. Summers were for fun. There weren’t programmed sports so we … Continue reading

Grumpy old Kate or visionary?

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My first job out of school was with a big company. Very large…like 10,000 employees large. When people asked which department I worked in, I would respond “the grumpy old men department.” There were four young women (all under 30) and … Continue reading