I’ve always been quite quick and efficient. Quick to understand. Quick to act. Quick to respond. Then the “slow life” hit me full force on a beautiful fall day not too long ago. Not in the form of an inspiring book or a yoga retreat in India, but in the form of Fuji, a little Scottish Straight cat who’s now three years old. Since I didn’t want her wandering around…

There is a version of starting over that looks good on paper. You finally have your freedom. You are discovering yourself. You are building a life that is entirely yours. And some days that is exactly what it feels like. But there are things nobody tells you. Things that don’t make it into the inspirational…

It seems in trying times, we hear of more people wanting to move out of the U.S. A lot of it is talk and daydreaming, but it’s not a new trend. It’s estimated that over 9 million Americans live abroad today. Retiring abroad is a growing trend for Americans, driven by a lower cost…

Lately, I’ve been looking at getting older a little differently. I don’t see it as something slipping away anymore. I’ve started to think of it more like a 1943 Ford – still standing, still running, but with a few parts that have needed attention along the way. If I take inventory, I’ve had my share of work done. There’s a screw in my knee from a skiing accident back in…

Have you been told “you are your mother’s daughter” or at least heard that said to someone else? Or perhaps you look like your mother in some ways? In this month of Mother’s Day, I thought it would be interesting to look at the research and reflect on our own situations…

Yesterday I made a roast chicken with all the fixings. There was no occasion. I wasn’t expecting anyone for dinner. I roasted potatoes, made carrots and turnip mash, and put together a large salad with whatever was ready in the garden. At the last minute, I baked a lemon pound cake because there was a lemon in the fridge, and it seemed like a good idea…

We’ve gone from being individuals with personalities and interests, to neatly labeled groups with shared characteristics and assigned flaws. Boomers are this. Millennials are that. Gen Z is… well, I’m still trying to figure that one out. But what I find more interesting than the labels themselves is how firmly people define themselves by what they will never become.

Whether you’re approaching retirement, recently retired, or simply starting to ask “what comes next”… this phase of life can feel more complicated than expected. Many of the women I speak with tell me: “I thought I’d feel happier than this.”

If you have been married for a long time and are now divorced or widowed, or even if you have never married at all, chances are your ideas about love are outdated. I don’t mean that as a criticism. I mean it as a relief. When I found myself single in my 60s after more than 30 years of marriage…

A woman once told me something I hear often, but rarely so honestly: “I want to enjoy my retirement… but every time I spend money, part of me wonders if I should be saving it for my children instead.” She wasn’t being pressured by her family…