It wasn’t so long ago that I was sitting on my therapist’s black leather couch, sobbing my eyes out. At the time, I was a few years into post-divorce dating and, then not dating. I was still alone — and scared of being alone. Not dating was especially depressing since, up until then, my shrink was always telling me, “I …
Dating online at Match.com can be frustrating for a 50-something woman
In the past decade since my divorce, I’ve used Match.com from time to time. I just spent $75.09 to join up for the next three months. And even though I know the game, I have a lot of new questions. They stem from my frustrations in being a 50-something woman. Some background: Two nights ago, I posted my profile in …
Having my dead mother as a muse is pretty freaky
After my mom died, I started feeling differently about her. It’s like she’s in my head instead of physically in the world. And, of all things, she’s become a muse who inspires me in my blogging. Weird.
This is the first week of the rest of my life
Now that my mom is dead, I’m an orphan. It feels weird, sad, exhilarating — free. Suddenly, I’m starting live over, redefining my sense of womanhood, ethnicity and culture.
Photo album: Remembering Mom, 1917-2010
This post is all about how my mom died. It was profoundly moving, sad, peaceful, loving. Death has it’s own magic. What a healing experience.
My dad cheated on my mom and all I got was…
After my dad died, we figured out that he had an affair. It changed everything for us then and until now. Details in this post.