Meditation on life in the body. My 86-year-old body is ticking long nicely for the most part. Don't think I could walk 6 miles, now, though. Maybe 2. Inside the old me "I carry around a glass that is half a small child." Yes. And I'm remembering het every day and making notes of what she is telling me from her glass, and I can see how those things formed the me of today. Are they true memories? Who cares? They come from somewhere deep in her.
“I saw red flags in every romance I entered. I would have had no life if I’d observed them.” i love that this could be applied to so many things. you are the embodiment of “what’s next?”🩵
think it might be a while b4 i head back east…but you all shld think @ coming to nola next fall or spring! march & april are glorious, followed closely by october & november
Dear Laurie, another stellar piece! I smiled reading through this in the parking lot of a grocery store where I stopped to get supplies for the four-day pre-purge prior to a colonoscopy, another lovely consequence of not dying young, along with, you know, being alive. My 60+ y.o. body makes adenomas the way I used to flirt at a bar with handsome young things--liberally and with abandon. The directions from the GI folks said no fresh fruit or vegetables, whole grains, seeds, or nuts-- basically the majority of my diet these days. So, I filled my basket with white bread, canned peaches & canned French green beans (ooh-la-la!), cookies, ice-cream, and Ritz crackers to the horror of my retired PCP husband. But why not turn a colonoscopy into a party before you need to drink that awful solution that makes you run to the bathroom all day? And I hate those parade monitors too, particularly as I've gotten older. I just scooch by them, saying "coming through!"
“There’s no outwalking some feelings.” I needed this reminder. Thank you. I been trying to outwalk some anxiety, and it don’t work, so I gotta figure out some other stuff.
And I always appreciate when you talk about not writing for men’s approval or to teach men anything, or to defend your writing. I think that’s part of why you have Laurie sentences!
Maybe! In some ways similar to the way there are Steven sentences, and boy are there Steven sentences. I have to control myself not to try to sound like you when we're write-speaking.
this is such delicious writing -- thank you. And that note on comedy! I am terible at jokes -- including 'getting' them much of the time, but admire it enormously and this -- "It lends them legitimacy. Funny needs to starve power, not fluff it. It's our job at all times to tell funnier jokes." I love starving power -- yes, yes, yes
I often hear folks bemoan that their doctors don't take the time to understand them or read them. Perhaps there'd be less tension if more took the time to understand their doctors.
We all want to connect with our doctors and understand them. Not easy. I guess the same could be said of patiences..Laurie does present her interactions in a beautiful way.
Meditation on life in the body. My 86-year-old body is ticking long nicely for the most part. Don't think I could walk 6 miles, now, though. Maybe 2. Inside the old me "I carry around a glass that is half a small child." Yes. And I'm remembering het every day and making notes of what she is telling me from her glass, and I can see how those things formed the me of today. Are they true memories? Who cares? They come from somewhere deep in her.
I love this. Thanks!
“I saw red flags in every romance I entered. I would have had no life if I’d observed them.” i love that this could be applied to so many things. you are the embodiment of “what’s next?”🩵
Yes, I am! I hope so. It is my wish. Miss you. Come back. It's almost spring. Maybe. Richard believes every season is always.
think it might be a while b4 i head back east…but you all shld think @ coming to nola next fall or spring! march & april are glorious, followed closely by october & november
I think we should too. xxL
Dear Laurie, another stellar piece! I smiled reading through this in the parking lot of a grocery store where I stopped to get supplies for the four-day pre-purge prior to a colonoscopy, another lovely consequence of not dying young, along with, you know, being alive. My 60+ y.o. body makes adenomas the way I used to flirt at a bar with handsome young things--liberally and with abandon. The directions from the GI folks said no fresh fruit or vegetables, whole grains, seeds, or nuts-- basically the majority of my diet these days. So, I filled my basket with white bread, canned peaches & canned French green beans (ooh-la-la!), cookies, ice-cream, and Ritz crackers to the horror of my retired PCP husband. But why not turn a colonoscopy into a party before you need to drink that awful solution that makes you run to the bathroom all day? And I hate those parade monitors too, particularly as I've gotten older. I just scooch by them, saying "coming through!"
Thank you and good luck with all. xxL
You're a damn fine writer. Thanks for taking me back to Central Park and the city for a long thoughtful walk.
Thanks, love, please consider coming to our Zoom conversations, they are so rich and communal. xxL
I especially like this. Thank you!
“There’s no outwalking some feelings.” I needed this reminder. Thank you. I been trying to outwalk some anxiety, and it don’t work, so I gotta figure out some other stuff.
And I always appreciate when you talk about not writing for men’s approval or to teach men anything, or to defend your writing. I think that’s part of why you have Laurie sentences!
Maybe! In some ways similar to the way there are Steven sentences, and boy are there Steven sentences. I have to control myself not to try to sound like you when we're write-speaking.
this is such delicious writing -- thank you. And that note on comedy! I am terible at jokes -- including 'getting' them much of the time, but admire it enormously and this -- "It lends them legitimacy. Funny needs to starve power, not fluff it. It's our job at all times to tell funnier jokes." I love starving power -- yes, yes, yes
Thanks, dear Jan. Please, if you can, spread the word on the stack . . . I need to grow the paying base. xxL
I'm reading it book right now called The Happiness Curve: Why Life Gets Better After 50. Glad you concur
I love your honesty about plastic surgery and everythink else!
Thanks.
I love that walks can now be mentally-stepped with grace, depth, and agility...via a kinship of literature. Thank you!
What a wonderful concept. xxL
I want to be happy like this.
Come to the Zoom conversations . . . they produce happiness because a group of people who want to be together produces happiness.
I get it.
You always do. xxL
I often hear folks bemoan that their doctors don't take the time to understand them or read them. Perhaps there'd be less tension if more took the time to understand their doctors.
We all want to connect with our doctors and understand them. Not easy. I guess the same could be said of patiences..Laurie does present her interactions in a beautiful way.
Thanks, dear Ellen. Yes.