Solid ground.

I’ve been musing about lost friendships lately, and it makes me sad. This isn’t about Sonya! I wuvz my Sonya! I’m having a great time with her, as always! Actually, it’s the best time yet. Past times with her have featured my attempted romantic relationships ending in disaster, which she’s very tolerant of. We needContinue reading “Solid ground.”

Hiding in his wallet…

Dear Annie: I was married 45-plus years when my husband passed away. After being alone for a few years, I married a longtime family friend. His wife had passed away several years earlier. He pursued me and is a good man, and we seem to be happy together. But at times, I do feel likeContinue reading “Hiding in his wallet…”

One less star.

When I was in college I was engaged in A Course in Miracles, which is truly miraculous in odd ways, and I wanted to walk away from it for a while and focus on other things. I had a dream that night that I left my mom’s house and went outside. It was a nice summerContinue reading “One less star.”

Grief bites!

Dear Amy: My husband died very suddenly a few months ago of covid. This was a second marriage, as my first husband died young, of cancer. When I reach out to my sister, she gives me advice about how to deal with it. I know she means well, but she really has no idea whatContinue reading “Grief bites!”

My short story!

Hey guys! I can’t share my story over at the forum because it’s gone to hell, so I figured I’d share it here! This is © Meg Kimball, 2020. My assignment was to write a 1,000-word story taking place at a newsstand with the genre of historical fiction and the inclusion of a parking meter.Continue reading “My short story!”

Unloved.

I’m really dragging. Nothing interests me, even though there are so many fun things I could be doing. Well, maybe not at this late hour, but in general. I’ve just quit caring about projects. The house is a mess, and that doesn’t include the dog fur that’s all over the place. I can’t keep upContinue reading “Unloved.”

Whoops! This post deserves a name!

Dear Annie: I am 77 years old and have known for most of my life that I’m not beautiful. I have a sharp chin and nose and have actually had a few warts removed. I realized when I was a child that I was not cute — a fact that was reinforced through my teenContinue reading “Whoops! This post deserves a name!”

Emotions and regrets.

Dear Mesmerizing Meg: I have so much pent-up emotion. How can I release it? It’s from deaths of loved ones and not being able to discuss it with anyone, because I come from an old-fashioned family where it’s all stiff upper-lip. I carry on day to day and nobody would suspect I am so sad.Continue reading “Emotions and regrets.”

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