• Netflix Show Gets Aging Right

    Originally posted on Getting Older: Charting the Uncharted: I am thrilled that the third season of Netflix’s Grace and Frankie is finally here. As one of the first gerontological nurse practitioners to be certified by the ANA back in the 60s and now a 70-something woman, I am depressed that the very same stereotyping and…

  • Nursing Truths for a New Era: Author Interview with Marianna Crane

    Originally posted on The Practice of Creativity: Happy new year, everyone! It feels especially poignant to begin the first post of the year with a special Author Q&A. More than a decade ago, before I formally began my coaching practice, I taught creativity workshops at UNC-Chapel Hill’s The Friday Center. They had a thriving adult…

  • Persistence and Determination

    I look back on 2018 with wonder and gratitude. My book is finally published. I feel such a sense of accomplishment. I don’t credit this achievement to talent, genius or education as you can see from my most favorite quote below: Nothing in this world can take the place of persistence. Talent will not: nothing…

  • What Was My Memoir Really About?

    This guest post was written for She Writes Blog on November 29, 2018. My book, Stories from the Tenth-Floor Clinic: A Nurse Practitioner Remembers, took me about seven years to complete. I couldn’t seem to rush the process. A mentor told me “the book will take as long as it needs to take to be…

  • SOB SISTERS

    SOB SISTERS

    Originally posted on Getting Older: Charting the Uncharted: Thanks to my friend Lois Roelofs and her post “Growing Older In “Style,” I found Ari Seth Cohen, a twenty-eight-year-old who is spotlighting “stylish senior citizens.” Love it. Older women—and men—who ignore the old adage: “dress your age.” How come a twenty-eight-year-old man finds older people so…

  • THE CHOICE

    This was published in September 2018 in The Olli Writers Group Anthology   On our first night in a hotel room in Estoril, Portugal, the thumping in my chest jolted me awake. Still groggy from jet lag, I tried to go back to sleep but the pounding demanded attention. I pressed my hand over my…