The guests piled in at a mad rate as I scrambled to pull all the last-minute details together.
A wonderful aroma of garlic and fresh bread filled the room, promising a delightful meal.
The caterers were asking me a thousand questions, the DJ was running late, the cupcake tower got set up on the wrong table, and people were asking me, “where’s the man of the hour?”
I smiled, answered all of their questions and directed traffic as best I could with a cheery smile. …
Welcome to my little corner of the world!
I don’t often lay on the lawn in a white dress laughing, but this day I did because of a stiff rum and coke before the photoshoot to calm my nerves.
I’m here to inspire, empower and entertain you :)
My life has been a bumpy one, but I’m determined to use my difficult life lessons to not only become the best version of myself but to empower you as well.
I don’t want you to feel alone, as I did most of my life.
I want you to get…
My alarm jolted me awake.
In a fog, I forced myself out of bed, swearing under my breath.
It was the third day this week I’d managed to hit the snooze button one too many times. It wasn’t like me to be late, but my new boss had me contemplating 1st-degree murder, which caused sleepless nights.
The inevitable stress at work had me dreading the day ahead as I hurried through my morning routine.
There wasn’t even enough time to start a pot of coffee. …
My title is pretty basic, but did you feel that tug on your heart when you thought it might apply to you?
I felt it before I fully understood the question.
What exactly does that mean — shrinking into places you’ve outgrown?
When I first heard that statement, my heart skipped a beat. Something about those simple words resonated deeply and my cheeks flushed in anticipation of understanding why.
I spend a lot of time in my head, so when my body reacts physically to words, music or concepts, I snap to attention. …
My biggest source of stress — my ego-driven shit-ass boss — is now a distant memory. Gone are the days that some lame idiot, put in charge because of office politics, dictates my financial future.
This thought prevails as I breathe in the exceptional view of the Bay of Fundy from the deck, with a glass of Cab Sav at my fingertips.
The salty air is swirling around me, cooling my cheeks and soothing my busy mind as I anticipate the countless opportunities coming my way.
My laptop at my side, I bask in the gratitude I feel towards my…
What the hell is a hyperlink?
It wasn’t too long ago that I said those exact words to my good friend Kim. She’s a lovely girl, so she didn’t laugh, well, in my presence anyway!
She’s much younger, so I’m sure that simple techie question had her wondering about my mental capabilities— uh oh, the old girl is losing it…
The good news, she was patient, and I mastered the hyperlink situation, haha!
And since then (2017), this old dog has been learning new online tricks, especially after deciding I needed a website.
Holy…what a fiasco that was!
Do you click on this button thingy or do I have to do one of those updates to make this stupid thing take a picture?
OK boomer, (eyes’ rolling) first you’re holding it upside down…
Dictionary.com has summed up “OK boomer” as “a viral internet slang phrase used, often in a humorous or ironic manner, to call out or dismiss out-of-touch or close-minded opinions associated with the Baby Boomer generation and older people more generally.”
Yes, the youngins can make us feel like we’re ridiculously out of touch, but I’ve got some good news for anyone that’s part of the…
Thanks for your interest in Boomerangs, where a team of writers over the age of 50 are rebounding online and sharing their wisdom!
While writing on Medium this past year, I’ve made great connections with other writers on the platform; Art Bram, Dr Mehmet Yildiz, Tree Langdon all come to mind immediately, and not surprisingly, my writing mostly resonates with people my age.
I’ve also noticed that there aren’t many publications on Medium that cater to active Baby Boomers or support all the amazing stories we have to share.
So I’ve given birth (can you believe it @ age 59!)…
Hi James - great piece.
I read it because I'm doing Tim Denning & Todd's course on Medium. He recommended we check out your writing style.
Since I'd just been criticized about my short one and two sentence paragraphs (sometime 2 word sentences) I was relieved to see you do the same and you're super successful!
So my lesson for the day - I'll just keep doing my thing and not worry about it! Yeah :)
It was a balmy Saturday evening in Tampa, Florida.
My short flowery dress and strappy sandals expressed my adventurous, fun mood. We were meeting friends at my favourite Italian restaurant to celebrate my 40th.
As we moved through the door of the restaurant, another couple came up behind us in a hurry to get past.
My hubby, who was holding the door for me, decided to hurry me along by placing his hand on my back, applying pressure to move me out of the way.
I swung around like Linda Blair in The Exorcist, “what the f*%@ are you doing?”…