Looking To Renew Your Love? Try A Road Trip!

Every woman has longed for romance, or transformation, or let’s be honest – both. It’s there needling us in our twenties as we embark on careers and long for permanence, success, and a place in the world. It hits us again like a sledgehammer in our forties and fifties. That’s when we ask ourselves, “Surely I’m not meant to continue plodding along this same track for the rest of my life?” ...more
MY husband and I recently took a road trip from Albuquerque to Atlanta and then down to Florida ...more

Rape....And Beyond

Here in Calcutta, the topic of the hour, the day, the month, is women’s place in society and men’s treatment of women.   Since the death last month of a 23-year-old woman brutally raped by five men while riding a New Delhi bus with her boyfriend, the subject of women’s virtue, safety and rights has consumed India. ...more

Elder Care: Make your instincts your friend

I was never on the cheerleading squad in high school.  But when it comes to women acknowledging how much we know and can apply to the elder care situation from our own life experiences, I’m all about jumping, shouting and shaking those pompoms. We have so much inner strength. Still, there’s one thing missing:  we don’t trust ourselves.It seems whenever I’m in a new situation the first thing I do is look for a specialist, someone who’s not me and therefore will surely be more competent than I think myself to be....more

57-year-old Plays Ostrich

Our property has been on the market for three years, a high end ranch that went on sale at the low end of the economy. But we are not brainstorming where we’ll live when it sells. It’s not like I’m hiding from the fact that I will one day have to live somewhere else. The opposite is true. After all, my signature is on the broker contract, which I’ve re-signed annually. I’ve received accepted wisdom from said broker by both email and phone, advising we consider lowering our asking price. I’ve even sat calmly across from my husband, discussing new price points....more

Waiting for Burma's President

 We were near the village of Nampan, where teak and bamboo houses seem to pose precariously on stilts above placid shallow blue canals, where house cats gaze out over the water from boat ramps, dreaming of trees and birds, where children as young as four use child-size paddles to help steer the family boat.   But in this particular spot, children were running everywhere. Perhaps they were just excited to be on a large patch of dry land in the generally water-bound world of Inle Lake.  ...more

Elder Care: 5 Tips For Moving to Assisted Living

In one of those strange confluences of timing, I’ve been corresponding with two friends who both have traumatic difficulties with an elderly parents. One requires solving drug dependency, the other is an issue of frailty and living alone. But the ultimate outcome of both situations will be moving to assisted living....more

What I Saw on Italy's Street

Herewith, notes from a traveler on the streets of northern Italy, reporting on what Italian women are eating, drinking and wearing.  I’m not talking about the  fashionistas of Milan, but the real Italian woman going about her daily business.  Just back from ten days in Verona and the Alto Adige of northern Italy, I can share some observations that, I hope, delight you, as they did me. ...more

Elder Care: Conversations About Dying

A few years ago I read an article in the NY Times about talking with your parents about dying and death. It moved me so much, I cut it out, stashed it in my "to write about" file and never dared look at it again.The author, Dr. Ruth Livingston, was a psychotherapist. She dared to bare her heart and soul in the article in a way that I found profound, anguishing and uplifting. More than anyone else I've read or talked to, she captured the poignancy, sadness and privilege of participating in the waning months of an elderly person's life....more

Burma’s Election:   Waiting for Mr. President

In early March 2012, I was near the village of Nampan in Burma, where teak and bamboo houses seem to pose precariously on stilts above placid shallow blue canals, where house cats gaze out over the water from boat ramps, dreaming of trees and birds, where children as young as four use child-size paddles to help steer the family boat.   But in this particular spot, children were running everywhere.  Perhaps they were just excited to be on a large patch of dry land in the generally water-bound world of Inle Lake.  ...more

Burma: Support Women-Owned Small Businesses

On my recent trip to Burma, I was completely off the tourist track, taking local river boats 300 miles up the Chindwin River. On one of our first stops, as I sipped the standard Burmese daytime drink--strong black tea enriched with sweetened condensed milk-- I became fascinated by a curtain strung across one corner of the otherwise open and airy riverfront tea house. What was going on behind that blue sheet with the yellow duckies printed on it, through which women came and went?...more