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Written by tenporath

the boyfriend

There’s got to be a better name for it! Aging. I am cautiously, apprehensively, approaching 50 and the conundrums of a half century plague my thoughts. The first, how could I possibly be 50? My mother is 50. The streaks of silver hair that run through my bangs, the saggy, wrinkled skin wrapped around my […]

Written by tenporath

Cry, Cry Baby

Since I became a widow there have been two things that I detested about myself. One is my ability to cry at anything. Tragic, triumphant, mediocre, anything. When Peter died it’s as if my heart became exposed in a new way. I have always been a crybaby but once I experienced that loss, my heart […]