My Black is NOT Cracking.

I'm not Aging. I'm appreciating in value!

NOTES FROM MY JOURNAL: So, I made the mistake of waking up this morning and, instead of checking the weather like a normal adult who has to get dressed and someplace to be, I opened an Instagram reel a friend sent me at 2 a.m. First mistake. He’s in L.A. He apparently forgets that I …

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It seems that lately, every morning I wake up, look at the headlines, (silly me!) and hear Marvin Gaye’s What’s Going On playing in my head. Fifty-plus years later, and somehow, we’re still asking the same damn question. Back then, the song was about war, poverty, division, injustice, and people pleading for compassion. It wasn’t …

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I find myself constantly thinking and writing about loss these days. I guess it comes with the over 60 territory. I’ve mentioned a few times now that I’ve been exploring and writing a book about loss.  And of course, there are different kinds of loss. (And grief.) The kind of loss we talk about most …

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At a certain age, every email, text message, and phone call becomes, “Congratulations! You’re due for another medical screening.” My inbox and voicemail have become a damn digital stalking operation. “Time to get those boobs smashed like pancakes.” a/k/a mammogram.“You’re due for anal probing.” a/k/a colon screening.“Bone density scan reminder.” (Have you been using your …

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