May was Mental Health Awareness Month, and even though I missed the designated month, I consider it my responsibility to
I remember the first charity walk I attempted. It was in 1974, and I was in eighth grade. In order
So my life has gone to hell in a handbasket. I am not sure what a handbasket is, but that’s
They say that breaking up is hard to do. Now I know. I know that it’s true. My heart is
I turn my columns in a full two weeks before they are published. That might surprise you, but since I’m
Good news! My daughter is graduating from college on time, and she has a job! Bad news: She is making
Every once in a while, a good thing happens to us hypochondriacs. We find out we have a disease we
I got a new bike for my 59th birthday. I was more excited than your average adult, or to be
Thank you to everyone who sent me gifts and cards for my 59th birthday. Oh, you didn’t know about it?
Bossy is a word people often use to describe me. Some mean it in a negative way. I, however, consider