There was no violence at Woodstock. No fighting, no attacks, no killing. (There was, if I recall, some bad acid.) It was a celebration of

An expert on skin care I am not. Like most older women, I've tried a smorgasbord of products over the years. Expensive moisturizers,...

Yep. That's right: we get to bitch and moan about our aches and pains, our bodies--even our partners. We have 60 seconds. Then time is...

Maybe you're someone who followed your ob/gyn's suggestion and went straight to your pharmacist to fill a script for one of the existing...

Not long before my 70th birthday, I blogged about how I was feeling as I moved into my seventh decade. I'm attaching a link to that...

I started my blog, seventynme.com when I was . . . well, seventy. And here it is eight years later, and I'm still at it. I also host...

It has taken me years, but I finally "get" that there are some things I cannot fix. And that's okay. I can't find a wife for my...

I don't know about you, but I find myself cheering out loud whenever I hear about a woman in her 90s or older who dies. Of course, I'm...

Catchy name for a website dedicated to seniors--even for those of us not yet gray. Well, not gray enough that hair dye doesn't still do...

Well, that's not really what my husband wanted, but that is what he said. "I don't want to go into one of those homes." "If my memory...

After paying a whopping income tax bill that pulverized my bank account and any hope of buying a new office desk, I was left with no...

On Saturday, my husband and I stopped in to a local gallery where an accomplished painter and an acquaintance was having a two-person...

I used to relish what I interpreted as a compliment when someone looked at my driver's license and said, "No, way!  You don't look your...

I'm always amazed that a few times every year, I dream about the boy I loved more than five decades ago and how he broke my heart when he...

Not long ago, I mentioned to my younger and only sister that I was aging exactly like our mother. I seemed a clone of her older self...

"She wore an itsy bitsy Teenie weenie Yellow polka Dot bikini . . . " I love to swim. Always have. Growing up on a spring fed lake in...

"When Sleeping Women Wake, Mountains Move" - Chinese Proverb As a writer, I don't see my life as before retirement and after. I have...

My friend, Ann (who, by the way, I hadn't seen or talked to in at least three decades) and I reconnected at a 50th reunion with a group...

I have spent the last year tweeting, posting, blogging, and generally talking about nothing else but teen suicide. I was determined to...

What do you get when you play baseball in your dreams, fall out of bed and crash the side of your head on cold, unforgiving Mexican tile?...