I’ve spent years carefully avoiding another fall, but today, despite all my caution, I went down—again—right before our long-awaited trip. Same shoulder, same nightmare, different staircase. And all because of what I didn’t see coming. You’d think after everything I’ve been through, I’d have mastered the art of walking down a staircase without incident. And…
My mother swore by the Serenity Prayer, but like most of us, she was better at reciting it than living it. Turns out, learning to let go isn’t about serenity—it’s about surviving life without screaming into a pillow every night. Here’s what I’ve figured out, sarcasm and all. My mother used to throw the Serenity…
Remember when customer service meant something? Me neither. After waiting 40 minutes with an appointment for a COVID shot, I started to wonder if I’d accidentally signed up for a social experiment in human patience. Spoiler: I failed. I’m not sure when it happened—somewhere between the fall of Blockbuster and the rise of self-checkouts—but somewhere…
