Lifestyle

You may be very near or have entered your retirement years. Is that good or bad? Did you float to this time in your life without acknowledging that it is near? Did you see it coming and embrace it with gusto? How you feel now falls in one of two categories…

It started with a quiet afternoon at home. Then an email came in from a friend and client, with whom we were working on scheduling a website update call. I did not expect the message I received…

For many of us, 2025 was a bittersweet year. Perhaps this is true of most years as we look back. For me personally, there were challenging moments, including health challenges and family challenges…

I’ll soon turn 79. That means I’m not “approaching” 80 – I’m entering my 80th year. And I’m doing so with energy, clarity, and a sense of forward momentum – not diminishing. For many women, birthdays ending in zero can feel sobering…

Please be patient with me – I’m from the 1900s. Not 1900, but the 1900s. And not to brag, but I was alive when you could slam a phone down to make a point. A real receiver. A real cord. A real “thunk” when I slammed it down. It was glorious…

By the time many women seriously consider retirement, the financial question is usually already answered. They’ve run the numbers. Met with advisors. Checked the spreadsheets…

Why is it that time seems to fly now that we’re 60 or 70 or 80? I’m often amazed when a wedding, the death of friend or a move to a new city was 20 or 30 years ago. Heavens, it’s already 2024! What happened to 2023?

When I was younger, I thought adulthood was a finite destination. A glamorous point on the map where I’d have a fully stocked, organized spice rack, a working knowledge of how to prevent breakouts, and the ability to make small talk at parties without sweating through my shirt…

January often arrives with a familiar message: eliminate. Cut sugar. Declutter your home. Lose weight. Let go of habits that didn’t work last year. While simplification has its place, many New Year…

As another year gently folds itself away and a new one begins to shimmer on the horizon, we often feel a familiar stirring – a quiet anticipation, soft but steady, like a hand on the small of our back guiding us forward…