I am an original - late blooming baby boomer. My life did not truly begin for me until I was in my late-forties and a full-time college student. My freshman English teacher was the first person to tell me that I had a gift for writing and he encouraged me
+ more bio informationThe reason men (secretly) love to dance is because it ever so easily fulfills their most intimate wants and desiresand it doesn't matter that he's wearing raggedy underwear. While they have many wonderful qualities, men have this reputation for avoiding intimacy. It's just not in their genes to voluntarily share what they ar... More..
It was not easy being a winter baby and living in Southern California. You would think that after 43 years, I would have adjusted to the warm sunny climate. It was not until I moved to North Carolina and saw those winter trees for the first that I appreciated how connected my spirit is to that beautiful time of year. The mov... More..
The natural look. An image of being clean, fresh, healthy, and carefree. But there's a big difference between the image of a natural look and the reality, especially as we age. Wrinkles tend to come on gradually and we usually tolerate their appearance although we do begin to apply age-defying moisturizers. While going gray ... More..
The concept of time was created for our minds to measure spatial distance. And what power our ego minds give to timeas if we are helpless creatures being propelled forward on a conveyor belt controlled by the "Great Wizard." Along the way we are cast in vignettes that, when completed, will be labeled as past experiences or m... More..
My 58 year old co-worker returned to the office last week with an odd diagnosis from her new physician, an internist in her early 60's. The doctor told my co-worker that she had HPV and that most women who have had sex with a man have the condition to some degree or another. She said there is no cure, but a vaccination has r... More..
Fifteen years ago I stood on the other side of this debate, insisting that college was where wealthy parents sent their difficult teenage children to mature under someone else's guidance. My opinion about college changed that morning in May 1998 as I sat in the football stadium, an unrecognizable "minnow" in a sea of ripplin... More..
My quest for the truth of who I am got up close and personal last January when I was diagnosed with breast cancer. For 59 years, I believed that if I was a kind, caring and thoughtful daughter, sister, wife and mother, that the world would recognize my value and reward me with a good job, a good salary, a good husband, a goo... More..
Laura was devastated the day she attended her husband's office Christmas party. Hired only three months earlier, Fred would come home each evening and tell her about the office melodramas, always ending each commentary with a negative remark about the person's appearance. She was curious about what an office full of homely p... More..
Laura Emerson
Pacific Grove, California US
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