Weeks back, I alluded to a hard patch through which Steve and I have been walking, and told you readers of Bilgrimage that I would say more about this when the time was ripe. I am now free to talk. I shared the following statement on Facebook yesterday. I feel a certain ambivalance about making this story public, and I think the ambivalence arises from my concern that I not target the individuals who created this hard patch for Steve and me.
Showing posts with label aging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label aging. Show all posts
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Friday, October 14, 2011
It's Not You, It's Me
In which I tell the world, and, what's more important, the valued readers of this blog, that I've been somewhat under the weather in recent days, and sensing that I may not always be giving the best that I can give to this blog--and to email communications from various readers, which I cherish and will reply to, when I recover a bit of strength.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Yawn: Me Talking More about Aging
Another posting about aging (it's on my mind as the month in which Steve and I met 40 years ago approaches):
I seem, throughout my life, but more frequently as I get older, to have a strange talent for saying things in all seriousness that others find hilarious. After my observations elicit a laugh, I do see the humor in them.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Forgetting, Remembering, and Aging Brains
Apropos of little of nothing (i.e., apropos of little I normally discuss on this blog): I'm feeling my age as this week ends. Earlier in the week, I saw an article at Huffington Post with a tantalizing headline, something like, "What Disputed Finding about Aging Has Research Now Confirmed?" I clicked and read: the finding is that people actually do grow shorter with age (as many of us already knew, sans scientific research).
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