Still Waters Give RBF
Being quiet and reserved conflicts with widely accepted social norms. Even worse, as a woman, is to have a default expression that reads as dour.
Musings and Memoir
Expansion and Contraction
This year, instead of a storm, I got trapped at home for two weeks by pneumonia. My world shrank to the size of my bedroom and, for some unpleasant number of hours, a gurney in the emergency department.
An Inauspicious Beginning
The triage nurse bumped me to the front of the pack when my heart rate measured 145, which is about the top of the range for someone my age doing aerobics. I had not so much as walked around the block in four days.
Climbing the Walls
It’s January in Oregon, and raining relentlessly. The Christmas decorations are gone, the tree and its ornaments boxed and in the attic. At this writing, my son is under the weather with
The Year in Binges
2025 was a year of emotional streaming and emotional eating. My husband and I are both despondent and outraged over what’s been happening to our country, which may be one reason why