At seventy, I’ve become a public service announcement for orthopedic shoes. Apparently, I am supposed to be “slowing down.” That’s what people say in the same tone they use for microwaves with suspicious wiring. But here’s the thing. I’m not slowing down. I’m recalibrating. There’s a difference. I no longer run for buses—I evaluate whetherContinue reading “Aging Out Loud”
Category Archives: Grandmother Tales
A Phoenix Rises
There is a time. There is a season, for everything. Trying to make sense of the mess we’re in is challenging. It’s much easier to say fuck it and retreat from life, from the pain of the world’s inhumanity. Life sucks, and then you die. End of story.
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