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Love is the answer, and it came on a spin bike.

It’s no secret that I love my gym friends/family and I miss them terribly. It’s also no secret that I love to spin. I miss (my) bike #16 and I hope he knows I didn’t abandon him by choice. My heart and soul have been heavy, and my body is changing.  There is no shame in the struggle. Like so many of us, I struggle with health and financial worries. I mourn the lives lost and the families impacted by…

Wwoman Writing In A Journal

Blogging unplugged

Writers and bloggers are a unique and diverse group. If anyone has ever attempted to blog, you know finding the resources and inspiration to write can be challenging. Friday, I took to the beach- old school and unplugged with paper and pen. Sun, sand, and an open mind Sometimes it takes a fresh perspective and location to get the ideas flowing again. Part of my business is blogging. At Put Another Way, I blog for a variety of clients from…

Orthotics And Old Lady Shoes

Say goodbye to love.

You might have thought that I was going to pen a sad post about a love lost, or some other serious matter, but I am not. It doesn’t make my tale of woe any less sad but in these times, I think we need a dose of levity and I hope I can solicit a smile. Getting older just plain bites. At almost 60, I understand things that worked, either don’t work now or need some assistance. My bifocals are…

Microphone To Tell The Truth

Can’t we just tell each other the truth?

I am a truthful person. Yes, I may have once said that the lime green color was great for a bridesmaid dress, but she did not pick it anyway, so no harm no foul. I may have hedged a bet or two, but overall, I am honest. Given this declaration, I believe others are entitled to their opinions and truths. Some of us are more open about feelings and thoughts than others. As an Italian, I do not shy away…

Tomorrow is my birthday.

Seriously you ask, you’re telling us it’s your birthday. Yes. I. Am. Why? Because a birthday is a wonderful thing. A celebration of another year of life with family and friends, receiving wishes for the same in the upcoming year. So many people, ladies, especially us, dread the birthday. Ah, the years ticking by…yada, yada, yada. Not me. I am proud to roar out “I am 57 years old”! Aging is a gift that sadly so many do not receive.…