Because my mother had a stroke last week, and she is, so to speak, scripting her final chapter, which is currently overflowing with love, laughter and song, I can’t help but to think about life.   And as I do, as I reflect on the meaning of life, a life well-lived, a happy life, a balanced…

It has been weeks since I sent out a fully loaded Kick in the Tush e-letter.  As both Christmas and New Year’s Day fell on a Tuesday, OLWL insisted that we take off. She headed off to some beach or another with low-calorie umbrella drink and sunscreen in hand, while I headed off to the…

As some of you know — in my life — “life” is happening is a big way.  Life is happening in the form of death, as my 96 year-amazingly-awesome mother begins to leave us.  With a fully open and grateful heart, I say, praise be, thank you to God and amen; she is leaving in…

This past Saturday evening, my 96 year-young-at-heart mother, Harriet, suffered a massive stroke while on the telephone with my husband. Mom was happily chatting away with her favorite (and only) son-in-law, sharing all the news of her day.  She’d attended a wonderful sing-a-long concert.   She’d had an absolutely lovely conversation with her granddaughter, her grandson,…

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