Tag Archives: Mr. Right
Our Twenty-Fourth Anniversary
As of last Friday, Jerry and I have been married for twenty-four years. By the time we met, neither of us expected to meet our true love – Mr. and Ms. Right – much less meet the way we did. … Continue reading
“Happiness”
“Happiness” “Call no man happy until he is dead,” said Solon, the ancient sage, to Croesus. Croesus was “rich as Croesus,” as the saying goes, and king of Lydia. So he was nonplussed at Solon’s reluctance to admit that he … Continue reading
“Women Friends”
“Women Friends” The Ariadne’s Thread that connects one episode of one’s life to the next is provided by our women friends – the ones to whom our stories can be told. I have a high school friend (let us call … Continue reading
“All About Love”
“All About Love” On a wintry Parisian evening, I was sitting with my Czech friend Anna in Chez Maurice, one of the seedier cafes on the rue de Tournon. A group of young Russians were within earshot, one holding forth … Continue reading
“Finding Mr. Right”
“Finding Mr. Right” To marry off Abigail was never a cinch. My undergraduate years passed in a women’s college to which I commuted from a home that interested me more than my professors did, much less the callow young male … Continue reading