When I was eight, I longed to be ten with all my heart. Ten meant old enough to stay up and watch Fantasy Island and Three’s Company. When I was twelve, stuck in the doldrums of tweenagerness before there was such a thing as tweenagerness, the aura of sixteen was magical. Sixteen meant boyfriends and formal…
Tag: sickness
Tea and Sympathy
A friend once told me a story. Her husband, due to set out the next day on an extended business trip, complained of feeling achy and flu-like. He further admitted to feeling nauseated and generally unwell. I’m sure he expected her to send him off to bed. Perhaps he hoped she would make him a…
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 