Everyone needs an Aunt Lorraine. Born on 111222 as she liked to say, she’s been on my mind for several days, and I’m celebrating her 94th birthday as I write this, though she “stepped out” several years ago (her expression). She was the picture of hard work, waking every day at 5:00AM; self-sufficiency, who held herself accountable to high standards; and perseverance, as she quietly fought gender issues in the late 40’s and early 50’s while in med school and early in her career. She relied on Continue Reading
Fifty Years Worth Celebrating
Admittedly, I suffer from never married syndrome, so I don’t always appreciate the effort that goes into making relationships work. Hence, when the date was set for my sister's 50th wedding anniversary celebration, I began to look for excuses not to go. Takes too long to drive? I spent far more time attending an MSU football game and volleyball match a week ago. Nope, that wouldn't do. They have five married kids, eleven grandchildren and one great grandchild. Isn't that enough? Would I Continue Reading
The Olympics of My Adulthood
The Summer Olympics has captured my attention this past week, and it was a nice trip down memory lane in my last post when I recalled the active days of my youth and adolescence. I felt the scar on my foot from a bike accident, and I remembered my own experience with cupping a few years ago that left dark circles on my shoulders just like swimmer Michael Phelps and gymnast Alexander Naddour. Except mine was for the treatment of age related bursitis, not an overuse due to hours swimming or in Continue Reading
The Summer Olympics of My Youth
“A lot of Olympians are overachievers.” Meredith Vieira, August 5, 2016 Perhaps this explains it. Perhaps, this is the single best reason I never made it to the Olympics. Well, along with personal drive, access to coaches, money to make it happen, practice facilities, and an addiction to Oreos. Oh wait – one more thing. Talent. But a girl can dream, can't she? Dreams fueled by memories, I've decided to reflect on the summer olympics of my youth. Swimming was my sport, and I remember Continue Reading