The Joy of Aging: What’s that Strange Aroma?
It was just before my 61st birthday when I started to notice that “old lady” smell. The distressing thing was that it seemed to be me. You know when you’re out camping and you wake up to yesterday’s sweaty shirt, only now it’s damp in the coolness... [Read more]
Florida Retirement: Life, Love, Limbo
With the arrogant wisdom of the middle-aged armchair homebody, I was of the opinion that retirement and Florida had at least one thing in common – each was the metaphorical equivalent to Limbo, that mythical place where Christians await their ticket to Heaven. [Read more]
Hands-On Love: Humour Goes a Long Ways in Marriage Success
Two years after losing her mother, writer Star Weiss reflects on her parents' 69-year marriage, and how they never stopped holding hands. [Read more]
From Perky to Practical: Gym-Inspired Thoughts on Aging
I do have fond memories of a brief couple of years as a Mrs. Robinson-like character, and you can’t help but feel just a moment or two of regret when you realize you’ve grown old enough that the young Benjamins of this world now view you warmly as a harmless mother substitute. [Read more]
