Poverty isn’t good for anyone. When the least fortunate suffer we all suffer. Who would want to live in a mansion that is surrounded by squallier?
When I was newly retired several years ago, I created a website for those rookies in my cohort, so they could benefit from my experiences transitioning to a new stage of life. On that website, I included a definition of retirement, which felt quite tongue and cheek at the time:
Picture this scene – a fragrant tomato sauce bubbles away on the stove, filling the air with its enticing aroma. On the windowsill, the scent of basil and mint transports you straight to the sunny climes of the Mediterranean, while on the table, a fruit bowl piled high with lemons
We are now halfway through January and, for those who made New Year’s resolutions and are still going strong, well done. If you are sitting on the other side of the fence, where things haven’t quite worked out as planned, don’t be too hard on yourself. You are not alone,
For many women in midlife, drinking doesn’t look like a “problem.” There are no lost jobs, no dramatic rock bottoms, no intervention scenes from a movie. Instead, it looks like a glass of wine every evening. Then two. Then the bottle quietly becoming a daily companion. It looks like coping