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Erika Hoffman

Banning Buts

By Erika Hoffman

Recently I had a house guest, a woman I’d not seen in 25 years: the wife of my husband’s friend from grad school. The couple was relocating. He’d gone ahead to take a new position; she was to drive up after their house had sold. Over the last couple of decades, I’d exchanged holiday cards […]

Losing It!

By Erika Hoffman

“I’m losing it!” I mumbled to myself as I rearranged letters, cards, and ubiquitous junk mail on our foyer table. “Dang!” where did I put that invitation to the Friday welcoming soiree?” I asked Bear-Bear, my miniature female dachshund. She gazed up at me empathetically and barked twice. I headed to the niche, also in […]

My Friend

By Erika Hoffman

My friend, my friend, I’ll give you a good price on that rug.” I smile; I nod; I stroll past, admiring the intricately designed creation hanging on the wall. “My friend, my friend, touch it. Feel how soft.” I study it. I touch it. I nod in agreement. “My friend, my friend, see the white […]

Ageism’s a thing; so is ageing. Ageing is real. A gal in her sixties may find certain modern things confusing. Although I’ve mastered word processing, email and sending off disarming photos of adorable grandchildren with captivating grins, there remains a dearth of knowledge on my part regarding sundry cyber chores, one being the procurement of […]

The Takeaway Message

By Erika Hoffman

I’d been asked to teach men at a homeless shelter how to compose a story. I pen inspirational, true tales like those in The Chicken Soup for the Soul anthologies. So, I showed up, told the gatekeeper I was here to see the chaplain, and parked in front of the shelter where men moseyed about. […]

About ten years ago, I decided to write with the goal of publication. Why did I, a newbie, dare believe I’d succeed in acquiring a byline in a magazine or anthology? Wasn’t that aim as lofty as winning a needle-in-a-haystack writing contest? Yet, I had confidence that if I pursued this dream, I’d accomplish it. […]

Tripping Along

By Erika Hoffman

The nuptials, to take place, were for the lovely sister of my lovely daughter-in-law, whose family possesses savoir-faire and hosts such events effortlessly, stylishly and perfectly. Also, they hired a small army of ubiquitous wedding planners holding clip boards. My first encounter with theses “sans pareil” wedding planners occurred the eve of the wedding when […]

My pal and I had lunch at a local brewery. We’ve reached that age when a person, just for existing, earns an extra discount on Thursday at Harris Teeter. So, not surprisingly, our waitress appeared younger than our youngest children. After scanning the menu, my friend queried our bubbly server: “What do you recommend?” Our […]

Whew! I’m beat. Am I worn out from digging up deeply buried granite rocks in my yard with which to build a retaining wall for newly purchased rich soil for a garden I’m hoping to create this spring? Am I exhausted from doing perpetual laundry, washing dishes from my book club meeting, chez moi, this […]

Cast Off

By Erika Hoffman

My husband and I embarked on a Scandinavian cruise. We felt young when we looked around the dining room and witnessed many fellow passengers clutching canes or snuggled in wheelchairs. Some of the faces we saw only at mealtimes and never on the excursions. Many of the trips ashore were physically taxing. In the Hermitage […]

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