Because he knew he had to let us find our own way in life — Sometimes I wonder what my father thought as he walked me down the aisle at my first wedding. Did he know that my marriage was doomed? Did he have reservations about my first husband? Was he glad when it ended? I’ll never know his opinions about this because he never…

Then I became fat — When I was growing up, I was skinny. I was always a head taller than anyone my age, including the boys, but I was proud of being thin. It almost made up for being too tall. Everyone in my family was heavy. I flaunted my thinness in front of them…

Ladies, you know where I am coming from! — Some of us have been with our husbands for a long time. In my case, it’s 29 years. After a while, couples fall into a routine. You understand each other. You feel annoyed occasionally, but you learn to roll your eyes and get over it. After all, you do love…

I’m officially a Blue-haired old lady — I am a wife, a mother of two sons, a sister, a daughter, and a retired teacher. I’m finally fulfilling my lifelong dream of writing. I don’t know if I’m any good or not; I know that it brings me joy to tell a story. I keep wondering if anyone…

The Latest “Fat-Shaming” Airline Story, but is it true? — The latest viral fat-shaming incident involves Brazilian plus-size model Juliana Nehme who accuses Middle Eastern airline Qatar Airways of discriminating against her because of her size. After spending a holiday in Beirut with her mother, sister, and nephew, the model experienced issues with the airline when it was time to…

It was one of the simple pleasures in life — Thanksgiving for my family means spending the day in Savannah, Georgia. We don’t live there, but my husband was born there and knows his way around the city. We like to eat Thanksgiving dinner at the Pirate’s House. And we like to stroll down River Street and visit the shops…

It’s hard to put on a brave face when that happens — The holidays are not always “all that” for some people. I remember the first Thanksgiving of the year my mother died. Our house, which had always been full of noise, people, and the smells of cooking, was quiet. I was living with my father then, but I was single and…

It’s his prerogative, but I’m still hurt — Today is Thanksgiving Day, and my adult son is in the kitchen fixing a dessert to take when he spends the day with another family. To say that I’m not thrilled about this is an understatement. I know, I know. It’s his prerogative. But it’s Thanksgiving! Our family has the…

Do you think that you would care? — What if you attended a funeral and realized that no one else was going to come other than a handful of family members? That’s a pretty sad situation. My husband and I attended such a funeral today. We found ourselves sitting in a huge chapel with one other person. She…