Why I Never Had Children
Sometimes I regret it.
With Aging, an Ocean Memory
Each wave, a poem
The Fourth Turning and Retirement
Do you ever wonder what’s going to happen next?
Counting the Steps in a Day — when our life becomes about a number.
With my iPhone securely in hand and music gently swirling through my ears, I made the trek to the Rancho San Antonio hiking trails for my…
Letting Go is The Key to Happiness
A few weeks ago, the nurse in charge of planning my discharge from rehab announced, “Katharine, you are going to need to use a walker for…
One Disturbing Word My Older Brother Gave for My Future Older Self
Across the Threshold. Again.
Fifty years is a long time to love. For better or worse.
My Sister and Me: Our Journey to Reconciliation
Could this be possible after such a toxic childhood?
