I like to start my day with a kvetch and a stretch. I get my aching mind going and then my aching body in gear. Yet as any “almost oldster” knows, resilience is the key to getting through life. Recently — coincidentally on the same day — I met two models of resilience who supercharged
https://muddling.me/wp-content/uploads/2024/10/kg-logo.png00Morganhttps://muddling.me/wp-content/uploads/2024/10/kg-logo.pngMorgan2025-07-08 12:08:462025-07-08 12:08:46I recently met two models of resilience who supercharged me
I, an Imperfect Person, Have Something to Say about the Word "Perfect:
Older people are a jaded lot. We complain about the state of the world. We complain about our children, and we complain about our health. Not young people. They — judging by their conversations — live in a perfect world.
I’m still decompressing from our 18-day trip to Spain and London, but I wanted to provide this brief trip report of mosques, museums, and some general impressions. I don’t know why this trip took so much out of me, but it did. The laundry’s done. I’m mostly over jet lag, and the houseplants have forgiven
With apologies to Ponce de Leon and plastic surgeons, I have discovered the real Fountain of Youth. It’s spending time with young people. I made this fortuitous discovery just the other day as I peered into the glowing, unlined face of a student I was working with. Actually, two things hit me. The first was
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They Come in All Shapes and Sizes and for all Reasons
Lucky me! I met a rock star this week. No. Not Taylor Swift. Not Ringo Starr. Not anyone you’d know by name. You won’t recognize her face. She doesn’t even sing or play with a band. But still, unquestionably, the woman is a rock star.
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Slim Jims, Cannibis College Courses, and Handsome Hubby
I’ve got a lot on my mind! Fortunately, none of it is serious or consequential. More random and scattered … like pollen … without the sneezing or itchy eyes! It’s a grab bag of assorted silly tidbits. I’m ready to share. Here goes …
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I recently met two models of resilience who supercharged me
I like to start my day with a kvetch and a stretch. I get my aching mind going and then my aching body in gear. Yet as any “almost oldster” knows, resilience is the key to getting through life. Recently — coincidentally on the same day — I met two models of resilience who supercharged
A “Perfect” Proliferation. A Rant
I, an Imperfect Person, Have Something to Say about the Word "Perfect:
Older people are a jaded lot. We complain about the state of the world. We complain about our children, and we complain about our health. Not young people. They — judging by their conversations — live in a perfect world.
Trip Report
Spain and London
I’m still decompressing from our 18-day trip to Spain and London, but I wanted to provide this brief trip report of mosques, museums, and some general impressions. I don’t know why this trip took so much out of me, but it did. The laundry’s done. I’m mostly over jet lag, and the houseplants have forgiven
I Found My Fountain of Youth!
Move Over, Ponce de Leon
With apologies to Ponce de Leon and plastic surgeons, I have discovered the real Fountain of Youth. It’s spending time with young people. I made this fortuitous discovery just the other day as I peered into the glowing, unlined face of a student I was working with. Actually, two things hit me. The first was
I Met a Rock Star
They Come in All Shapes and Sizes and for all Reasons
Lucky me! I met a rock star this week. No. Not Taylor Swift. Not Ringo Starr. Not anyone you’d know by name. You won’t recognize her face. She doesn’t even sing or play with a band. But still, unquestionably, the woman is a rock star.
A Spring Grab Bag of Silly Tidbits
Slim Jims, Cannibis College Courses, and Handsome Hubby
I’ve got a lot on my mind! Fortunately, none of it is serious or consequential. More random and scattered … like pollen … without the sneezing or itchy eyes! It’s a grab bag of assorted silly tidbits. I’m ready to share. Here goes …