My Remarkable Friend: The Immigrant

Her first question to me after we met was, “Is everything dead?”  I was taken back, unsure of what she meant.  When she explained that she saw no leaves on trees, or flowers growing, I was relieved to tell her that in Georgia, where she was now living, it was winter! I promised her she’dContinue reading “My Remarkable Friend: The Immigrant”

the Big Eight Oh!

January 26 Something gets lost in birthday celebrations between 8-80.  Anticipation can turn to dread.  Excitement can fade. Parties can seem self-indulgent and contrived. My husband turns 80 tomorrow.  To say that he’s not happy about it is an understatement. If our family had permitted it, he would ignore the changing of the decade. ButContinue reading “the Big Eight Oh!”

But I do Love Birthday Cake!

My birthday is tomorrow.  My birthday is tomorrow.  My birthday is tomorrow. Part of me experiences the childlike excitement that phrase elicits.  Part of me says this is no time for self congratulation or celebration if you’re living in Santa Barbara.  Too much has been lost by too many. Anyhow, I can’t bring myself toContinue reading “But I do Love Birthday Cake!”

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