Life
Last week, the husband of one of my girlfriends died unexpectedly. I’ve been widowed twice, and I know from experience this comes as a brutal shock. Even when we think we’re doing fine, there will come a time when you hit a brick wall, and the reality of it all descends upon you like a
It’s the end of summer and I’m sitting on a blanket with my husband in one of London’s gorgeous parks.
Six months ago one of my online friends fell and crushed the cartilage in her hip. If you don’t know
Short of a great facelift, did you know water may be the best beauty treatment you can buy? It doesn’t
The other day I heard a woman tell her girlfriend that to keep from being disappointed, she had lowered her
In my family it is known as the “Jongebloed Hip.” Amazingly it is even less glamorous than its name.
Tentatively I asked him if he’d take me to his studio. “I’d love to!” he replied, and we proceeded to
I look up at the clock to find it’s much later than I expected. “Just one more page,” I think
I sometimes wonder if I’m plagued with one of those alphabet disorders like “OCD” or “ADD” that are favorite topics
I’m concerned about someone I love right now. I’m worried she’s unhappy and that her unhappiness is propelling her out
The Earth is spinning faster than it used to. That’s my take on it anyway. It’s going to be Halloween
Sherry Lansing has often been called “the most powerful woman in Hollywood.” She is one of those rare people who
I’d never seen anyone quite so beautiful before, certainly not in the flesh. After a long day of driving across
“I know who I am,” Keith Richards says, in the trailer for his new Netflix documentary. “But I realize that
Today I sit with mother in the beauty shop at her dementia facility. It’s become more difficult to make out
If you’ve ever been diagnosed with a serious illness, you might feel like your body betrayed you. That’s how I
We just celebrated Labor Day weekend and everyone seems to be saying “Where did the summer go?” Were you able
My mother taught me how to read. Home schooled until my teens, our kitchen was my classroom and my back-to-school