My mind was certainly not on dating, but leave it to my 1940s glamour-girl, 86-year-old mother to put it back there.
"He said that you went to school together," she says over the phone, long distance. "And his name is Dave," she announces victoriously, as if that is all the...
(4) Comments | Posted January 30, 2012 | 6:37 AM
I did not want to tell my young sons that it was "mutual" because it wasn't. When my husband of ten years decided to move out of the family home with only a suitcase, to rent a room in a married male colleague's house, he was certain that it would...
(521) Comments | Posted December 22, 2011 | 5:40 AM
When my 91-year-old father lay dying in a Veterans Administration hospital on the other side of the continent, no one told me that I "should go," that I "had to go," or even that wanting to go was a reasonable idea. "My God," my beloved maternal aunt reminded me, "You...
(9) Comments | Posted February 17, 2012 | 7:46 AM