Family

It all happened so quickly, where did the years go? But here we are, the first few years into retirement already. So much to be thankful for. Anyway, it’s the road ahead that matters. And so, setting out to look at some of the ways we go about making…

It begins with a small request: an address, an article, a product lost in the vastness of the Internet. You find it, send it, and think nothing more of it. Days later, she asks for the same thing again. A playful memory-jog of your earlier reply is met with surprise, perhaps a dismissive…

The years over 60 can be a pretty amazing time of life. Sure, your skin might not be as taught, there may be a few more creaky joints, and pulling all-nighters for any reason is firmly in the rear view. But you’ve replaced what you’ve given up in collagen and flexibility…

My first experience with death and mourning occurred with the untimely death of my late husband, Michael. Losing my soul mate was debilitating. I can best describe myself as shattered and shocked…

Some friendships are meant to last a lifetime. Others arrive for a reason or a season. But after 60, we often find ourselves longing for deeper connections and friendships that truly spark joy – the kind that feel nourishing, energizing, and reciprocal…

There’s a certain kind of silence that falls over the house when your kids are grown. No more soccer practice. No more school pickups. No more late-night snack runs. But there’s often something else that lingers in that silence: guilt. For many moms, especially those…

In honor of my father, who died in 2020 at the age of 93, I’m opening a conversation about men and boys. My father was typical of his time, showing love for our family by working hard and providing for us. He often did not have much time for his children. We became…

It’s time we said this out loud: living alone does not mean living lonely. In fact, for many of us, this chapter of life is about rediscovering our voice, reclaiming our space, and building connections on our own terms – no apologies, no explanations…

I guess you could say it depends on who you ask. If you ask me, it’s non-negotiable. My pets have always been a deciding factor where I live. As a baby boomer who loves dogs, I won’t live in a place they’re not welcome. But, hey, that’s me. Will your cat or dog decide…

Should you read your parents’ letters? Are their journals and private musings cathartic or potentially devastating? I face this question right now, and it’s a big one. A while back, after moving to Eugene, Oregon this past year, I saw an article by a fellow Sixty writer…