Life
When Christmas rolls around, I can’t help but think of my late husband, James, and the night he died on our ranch. He’d gone for a walk and when he wasn’t back in 30 minutes, I went looking for him. I knew in my gut something was wrong. It was dark out and below freezing.
Last week, the husband of one of my girlfriends died unexpectedly. I’ve been widowed twice, and I know from experience
My favorite thing about this blog post is the recent photograph of me and Annie, taken by my dear friend
How many of you think an author’s job is finished when they’re done writing their book? For the most part,
My apologies for not touching base in a while, but my summer’s been full of unexpected health problems like the
What do you think about romantic relationships between an older woman and a younger man? After my first husband died,
For longer than I care to think about, Tulum has been one of the favorite resorts of beach lovers and
All of you know how much I love my dog(s), Annie, and if you’re like me, this will tug at
This is the time of year when many of us make New Year’s resolutions to eat better and get more
This month I was going to share a number of my favorite things, but I decided it’s more important to
I’ve been offered a publishing contract for my memoir, and I’m over the moon. Publishers schedule books a year in
I’ve never been big on making New Year’s resolutions, but I believe the beginning of each new year is an
Welcome to the first edition of “Brenda Coffee’s Favorite Things.” With everything that’s happening in the world, I decided we
Like everyone, I’m saddened by the death of Suzanne Somers. She was pure joy and delight and an early warrior
I hope you’re all having a great week. Today my friend Cindy Hattersley and I are each interviewing a different
If you’ve dreamed of writing a book, or you’re someone who loves to read, Linda Sivertsen’s at the top of
This week Dominique Sachse’s precious mother, Audrey Toll, died five days after she suffered a major cardiac event and subsequently
My recent “Invitation to the Rest of Your Life Trip” in Tuscany wasn’t what any of us expected—not me or
Sometimes it feels like I’ve been surviving something all of my life, and my cumulative experiences have given me an