Category Archives: self image Living in a world that is adjusting to a pandemic is not nearly as much fun as I expected. Like millions of people all over the country, I am now out of work, and today is my fourth day of what has been defined by my employer as an indefinite furlough. I am sitting at […]  I have a love-hate relationship with it, but lately, I’ve been entertaining the notion of decorating my body. Suddenly I find myself seriously considering getting a tattoo. Almost everyone I know between ages 20 and 40 has one, but I am a generation removed from them. When in my thirties I decided— OK, was dared to […]  July 2008 was the last time I saw Richard. An old high school friend decided we should all gather to celebrate the year we would turn 50. There followed a flurry of emails the chain growing daily. It included old friends, people I’d barely known and Richard who’d been one of my closest friends through […]  As I pulled out of the parking lot onto Passyunk Avenue I saw the sleek, antique Thunderbird convertible. It was black, the top was down, and seeing it flooded me with distant memories. When I was a little girl, maybe four or five, my grandfather, Bud, promised me that when I learned to drive he would […]  Being good company is like having good taste; we all believe we are/have it. Last week was my final week on the road and my final and eighth week of being a guest at someone’s house. Generally, when I visit people I make an effort to be a good guest. I volunteer to cook or […] |
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