“You’re not a late bloomer, says Times Columnist Roxanne Gay to those of us who are writers, “You are already blooming.”
What should we leave to our children and grandchildren so they know who we once were?
Oliver Sacks writes about the heartfelt pleasures of turning 80. I so totally relate when he says: “I am grateful that I have experienced many things — some wonderful, some horrible … and to enjoy what Nathaniel Hawthorne called ‘an intercourse with the world.’”
Patrick Bonavitacola, actor, teacher and writer, describes the bewildering heartbreak of becoming a widower at the beginning of his Third Act.
French impressionist Claude Monet — who painted well into his 80s, even after his vision was clouded by cataracts — created some of his most well-known works in the last decades of his life. After a long career as a renowned and financially successful artist, Monet retreated to the beloved gardens of his home in […]