The most striking thing about the Mustang was its color: A pale lime green that people either loved or hated. Hardly anyone ever commented on the Mustang without mentioning its color, or adding, “Too bad it’s not a convertible.” It… Continue reading

Janet is gone, much too soon. I found out today, from Suzi, who found out from Jane, and from Tina, who wanted me to let Timmy and Mary Joye and Judy know. Janet was our friend, our mentor, our teacher,… Continue reading

I’m okay! Anthony, my Vietnamese hairdresser, seemed weirdly relieved when I texted him to ask for an appointment. I see him every five to six weeks, for touchups. He’s our longtime family hairdresser. My daughter-in-law has been seeing him for… Continue reading

Ever since the pandemic started, my friend Ingrid sends me an email every single morning. She feels that as single women living alone, we need to have regular contacts to make sure we’re okay. The emails are often about mundane… Continue reading

Giving birth to my oldest child was hard. After nine months of a challenging pregnancy, I spent two full days in painful labor in a German hospital bed, without the benefit of any pain killers, until birth came so suddenly… Continue reading

It was an all-women birthday party, on a warm summer Saturday night in a  backyard outside of Denver, Colorado with a glorious view of the Rockies. Jutta, the birthday girl, had turned 51 the day before. Most of the guests,… Continue reading

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