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Why I’m happy/sad/grateful at turning fifty-four
I used to take birthdays for granted as it arrived every year like clockwork. Big get-togethers or surprise parties seemed corny, especially when they bring out the obligatory video montage. My idea of the perfect birthday celebration would be lounging on a hammock somewhere, drifting in and out of sleep. This year it’s different. This…
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How I came to love being a grandmother at 42
When I turned thirty, I had one of those I’ll-never-be-young-again moments. I locked myself at home, watched a string of mindless movies, and mourned for my twenties. I had spent them wisely after all, which is to say that I misspent them thoroughly. When I turned forty, I had none of the midlife angst that…
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Why I shaved my head
We had it so good, we just didn’t know it! As I write this, I am staring at my feet, wondering when they’d be soaked in a warm bath of salts and massaged into softness, cuticles stripped, dead skin scrubbed away. The salon has always been my choice for self-care. Every few weeks or so,…
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How it was like to be a student activist in the 80s #pleasedontredtagme
We were having a chat, my college dormmates and I, when one of them shared a photograph from long ago, reminding me of those days when I wrote for a radical university paper, joined the student council, and helped topple a dictator, all while keeping my virginity safely intact. It was the best of times,…
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Why I’m a sucker for silly love songs
Show me your smile and then kiss me Tell me you love me again Come to my room and then lie in my bed I love you, you know although sometimes It just doesn’t show When I’m feeling down in the dumps, I tap into my feel-good playlist, a selection of lovey-dovey, downright mushy ditties…
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