I had a boyfriend when I was 15 who liked me enough to be very afraid of my dad.
Tag Archives: Lewy Body Dementia
easy on the warpaint, girls
I was at a garden party up north in early September and it was, frighteningly, all women.
Large groups of women can be a good thing, a really good thing. Or a bad and scary thing.
making sense
Seeing pictures you never saw, after someone has gone, is disarming. And heartwarming.
I found this picture on my daughter’s bulletin board this week.