Aging
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Catching Memories
On August 25, 2026, I will mark the six-month anniversary of my stroke. Over the next few days, I’m revisiting my early writing from that traumatic period. It’s strange what you miss when you have a stroke. One moment, your… Continue reading
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Searching for Words
On August 25, 2026, I will mark the six-month anniversary of my stroke. Over the next few days, I’m revisiting my early writing from that traumatic period. Something changes in you when your brain breaks. A stroke. Even a mild… Continue reading
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Broken Brain
On August 25, 2026, I will mark the six-month anniversary of my stroke. Over the next few days, I’m revisiting my early writing from that traumatic period. Last February, I experienced a mild stroke caused by a blockage in the… Continue reading
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The Ten Things on My Mind
My recent stroke has compelled me to reevaluate my life and goals. Here are the ten issues I am most focused on. 10. Keeping My Sanity Have you ever been hit by a torrent of water from a fire hose?… Continue reading
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Wisdom Earned
I recently celebrated my two-year anniversary of graduating from college at the age of seventy-five, with two degrees: an A.A. in English and a B.A. in English Creative Writing. Summa Cum Laude, baby.And so I’ve been thinking a lot about… Continue reading
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Old(er): An Epic Journey
Part Two “Eat Life like you’re starving. You may feel full at the end of the day, but damn, it tasted good.” antonio pedro ruiz I remember the moment I touched down at LAX Los Angeles Airport like it was… Continue reading
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I Ain’t No Superman
Man, I can’t catch a break. Hard living. First, my knee replacements. Both knees. Then, my recent brush with life-changing trauma, a stroke. It reminded me of my last body-slamming event: a blocked heart and the pacemaker implanted in my… Continue reading
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Fat
This is not a word to be thrown easily at anyone these days. I’m told it’s very disparaging. Obese is the proper term to use. Porky. Falstaffian. Overweight. Plump. Fleshy. Tubby. Roly-poly. What does it matter? We’re all getting to… Continue reading
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Inside My Brain, Through My Heart
A Memory of Joy There are those days when it all seemed rightWhen no storms were overheadThe breeze of a lazy August day enveloped youand You wanted to lie down in Lincoln Park and Hug the person beside you.That summer… Continue reading
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Old(er): An Epic Journey
Part One I sometimes do everything possible to stop from getting old(er) denying the truth in front of me and trying to make life stand still Finding life is just too exciting to stop my body and mind from getting… Continue reading
