The Fun and Bumpy Ride 10 May 2020 Mothering in Place “Happy Mother’s Day,” my friend Madge texted from Harrisburg this morning, three hours before I rolled out of bed. “Your… Betsy Voreacos
The Fun and Bumpy Ride 18 Apr 2020 Nothing to be stressed about “Hope things are less stressful for you,” my friend Ann texted from Nags Head. “Stressful? What would I have to… Betsy Voreacos
The Fun and Bumpy Ride 05 Apr 2020 Searching for Surgical Gloves I’m a counter. I guess that makes me somewhat OCD (I hear you, my sisters, somewhat, you say?). I count laundry… Betsy Voreacos
The Fun and Bumpy Ride 05 Apr 2020 Corona Can’t Kill a Soul “I know I’m somewhat biased,” Janice said a couple months ago at her nephew Ian’s wedding. “But, they are all… Betsy Voreacos
The Fun and Bumpy Ride 31 Mar 2020 The best of the best doing their best Despite my many health-related incarcerations, I have only been sick, really sick, once. I was hospitalized for nearly three weeks… Betsy Voreacos
The Fun and Bumpy Ride 31 Mar 2020 Waiting for the Axe to Fall “I feel like we're all living in that 1-5 pm window, waiting for the service person to come,” my oldest… Betsy Voreacos
The Fun and Bumpy Ride 20 Mar 2020 Safe at Sea I’m not sure when I caught the guilt virus. But, I’m suspecting it was when I went to a wedding… Betsy Voreacos
The Fun and Bumpy Ride 23 Feb 2020 The Making of a Mother “You, do know,” said the daughter, ramping up to another one of her random, yet customary proclamations. “I’m the one… Betsy Voreacos
The Fun and Bumpy Ride 27 Jan 2020 Ageism Personified “Oh, so you consider yourself middle-aged?” my EVER-LOVING spouse said the other day in response to a comment I had… Betsy Voreacos
The Fun and Bumpy Ride 05 Jan 2020 The Folly of the Glass Half-Full “You always remember to keep my glass half-full instead of half-empty, and that is a special friend,” Carla wrote some… Betsy Voreacos
