I’ve Seen This Movie Before — And It Never Ends Well

When you’ve lived more than seventy years in this country, you start recognizing patterns. Talk of the attack on Iran has that familiar hum to it — the same hum I heard when I was a young watching the evening news about Vietnam. Back then, we were told it would be quick. Necessary. Strategic. WeContinue reading “I’ve Seen This Movie Before — And It Never Ends Well”

Aging Out Loud

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”

Retirement: Learning How to Breathe Again

I did it. After 45 years in the working world, I finally retired. There’s undeniable joy in knowing I’ll never again make that 40-minute commute, but that relief is tempered by a quiet sense of unease. This new chapter feels wide open—and a little intimidating.