Newly retired, I sat in my home office sorting through cartons I had brought home from work: family photos, books about aging, flash drives of files I might need… and my framed diplomas from undergraduate and graduate school. They had hung in my office for years. But did I want
I got my car detailed for the first time last month. I’m not the kind of person who splurges on things like that, but when I spilled a strawberry smoothie throughout the passenger area, there was no choice. My car is now amazing, cleaner than when it was new! I’m
In “The Year of Magical Thinking,” Joan Didion eloquently describes how grief distorts thinking and creates thoughts that defy logic. She describes this process as “magical thinking.” I think some people approach moving with magical thinking as well. In psychology, magical thinking refers to the belief that one’s thoughts can
Oh, to be young again…Really? Recently, a friend sent me letters I had written to her during our first year in college. In one letter, I wrote: “I went to a meeting last night that will change my life forever. I learned about institutional racism: we are all racists.” The
Oh, to be young again…Really? Recently, a friend sent me letters I had written to her during our first year in college. In one letter, I wrote: “I went to a meeting last night that will change my life forever. I learned about institutional racism: we are all racists.” The
