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Talking About The “A Word” – Aging...

Mar 28, 2011 by

Talking About The “A Word” – Aging

Can we start to talk about getting older with each other? I love that this blog is for single women over 40. I love reading about the realities of dating over 40 and about the challenges of approaching 60.  I especially appreciate the fact that the women on this blog represent different generations. Before retiring at the end of 2010, I delivered numerous sessions about generational differences in the workplace. I know a lot about how differently the four generations view their work, relationships and lives. (And just in case you need reminding, those four generations are: 1.Traditionalists, born between 1925 and 1945 2. Boomers, born between 1945 and 1965 3. Generation X, born between 1965and 1980 4. Millenials or Generation Y, born between 1980 and 200. (The dates might be a bit different...

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Summer Nights

Feb 15, 2011 by

Summer Nights

Back in my teen years we lived in a small house near a western suburb of Rochester, NY. I didn’t realize how small the house was until I’d grown up and moved away. No, seriously. It wasn’t just the distorted memory of youth. By today’s standards, our house really was tiny. There was a tiny front hall, a tiny (really tiny) living room, a tiny dining room, a tiny kitchen, and three tiny bedrooms upstairs. And a huge bathroom. Interesting, that bathroom.  [pic is my sister’s house – I  don’t have one of my old home] I have fond memories of the good sized front porch. It was enclosed by screens all the way around. In the late days of summer, late-1960s, I would sleep on the porch. I remember feeling empowered by being...

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