Tag: aging
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To My Dad, Nearly One Year After His Last Birthday
Note: I wrote and read this to my dad on his birthday nearly a year ago. He passed away in February. I would give anything to read it to him again this year. As I looked out the window this morning at the flecks of white gliding down gently, I thought of a not-so-gentle snow, […]
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Leaves
Leaves. Leave. Leaving. They exit their trees gracefully. What if all exits were graceful and all ends expected? The leaves are on a timer. So are we all. Our timer just lacks predictability. This has been a year of loss for me. The leaves this fall have been oddly comforting. I know they leave their […]
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Season
My team member, as he left the office today for the last time, headed for his new career adventure, told me we had a good season together. It made me happy, but it also challenged my notion of a season. I live in Michigan to fully experience the four seasons of nature. I get howthose […]
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Mom
Mom, mom, MOM, moooooommmmmm, I hear amidst the din of Saturday Costco shoppers. I’m hiding in the dairy, an old milk maid soothing a hot flash. They want to spend my money on twenty pounds of salty snacks that will go stale like my mood this insufferable July afternoon. Mom, mmmmmmmmmmom, m-O-m. How did that […]
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Sight
Time has drawn shadows around my eyes. Lines etch memories around my smile. I can still cartwheel though in an open field on a sunny day, dandelions tickling my ankles. I can see more clearly now than I ever have. Progressives. Wisdom comes in a vitamin for 40+ year old women. I drink fruit-flavored tea […]
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Lost
As I swim through grief over losing my father in February, I am also processing the concept of loss itself. My father is not really lost. I know where he is and is not. I will never hear his voice on the phone again. He won’t be physically present at family events. He won’t be […]
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Night Cream
I wear night cream on my face during the day. Whenever anybody complains about aging and their looks, asking for tips, this is what I give them. Do I truly think it works? No, or rather, I don’t know if it does because I’m too busy living to count the lines. After I post this, […]
Kelly Rogers 