This one goes out to a dear friend who battled breast cancer this year. Battled? Hmpffff... She smote it down and pissed on its ruins. And to another who's dear to me who's heading in for his final treatment for melanoma that showed up first on his face, and then in his brain....more
It seemed like Helen Gurley Brown, the famed magazine editor who turned Cosmopolitan into the raciest!, the daringest!, the most fabulously pro-woman/pro-men, pro-men-chasing-women-and-women-chasing-men magazine ever! had figured out how to be ageless, kittenish and fabulous forever. But, alas, time finally won out against the impossibly dynamic Helen, and she passed away today at the ripe young age of 90....more
Many years ago, a minor ailment sent me to the hospital for a few days. I was escorted to a semi-private room where I met my roommate, an attractive sixty-ish woman named Rose. My husband placed my robe across the foot of my bed and positioned my new red house slippers on the floor beside the bed where they were convenient for me to step into if need be.
Not feeling well, I wanted to rest, so he said “goodnight” and left. But Rose wanted to talk… asking the usual questions: “Where do you live? Do you work?...more
Today's Claudsy's Blog discusses the reality of one's obituary, and the value it has now in your life.This mini-memoir, this profile, allows the person to see how her life has affected those around her, and how much hers has been affected by them. "It's a Wonderful Life" comes into play when the writer understands that the overall picture of her life, doesn't emphasize what went wrong as much as what went right....more
Writing my father’s obituary was not as daunting as one might think. He died on Saturday at 86, after an eventful life. The challenge was figuring out what to include in the limited space.Dad had so many colorful experiences, traveled the world, fought in WW II, raised two daughters and three sons, and had a 63 year marriage. He worked for 30 years at a chemical company, trained horses, raised vegetables and flowers, played semi-pro baseball....more
Yesterday I learned that a friend had died when I clicked on his Facebook page. It had been a while since I'd checked in on this particular friend - and it was shocking, to say the least, to see the notice of his death dated September 19, at the top of the page. I read it a few times, just to make sure I understood what it said....more