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Biggest Obstacle

By Erika Hoffman

Biggest Obstacle

Sometimes my biggest obstacle is understanding women. And I’m a woman. I see them stream tears at times when they are talking about a mammogram that is worrisome or a grown child that is experimenting with drugs, or a marriage that is sinking into oblivion. I want to emote. I watch other women do it. […]

The First Time's the Charm

When I was a mother-in-law-to-be the first time, I chose the first dress the saleslady showed me, even though I took my good pal with me to prevent me from doing that very thing. That day, I had planned to buy a champagne hued dress, aka beige. I ended up with fuchsia. It was stunning […]

Adult Children

By Erika Hoffman

Adult Children

Sometimes it’s rewarding to go shopping with your adult son for his needs. My son is 27 and married. He felt he needed a black or gray suit for his interviews for a medical residency. “Don’t you want your wife to pick it out?” I asked him. “She’s busy with school. Would you go with […]

Wear Beige!

By Erika Hoffman

Wear Beige!

When I went to my pal’s son’s wedding, I noticed she wore a tan gown. In the receiving line, I commented to her, “I see you got the memo about the mother of the groom’s apparel.” “Dang right!” replied Susan. “Show up, shut up and wear beige!” We laughed. “Your turn is coming soon.” So […]

Are you Tart or Sweet?

By Erika Hoffman

Are you Tart or Sweet?

“Move on! You are blocking the aisle with your cart,” I said to the guy in front of me who was causing a traffic jam while he waited on the Costco lady to serve him from her warming plate at her station. She raised her hair-netted head and stared at me, the epitome of a […]

To Everything, There is a Season

I read the cards. I smell the flowers. I browse the e-mails, kind and concerned. The phone rings. I answer it with a voice so small that it surprises even me. I hear a man say: “Let the memories begin,” and I wonder who this person is who begins his condolences this way. Then, the […]

Squeaky Wheels

By Erika Hoffman

I returned from a trip to Florida to visit one of my grown children. On the plane while gazing out the window, I thought about this son who took a day off from obligations to spend it with me touring his new abode and city. I reflected on his giving up his bedroom for my […]

Effect of Supermoon Beams

By Erika Hoffman

Effect of Supermoon Beams

The Supermoon lit up the window of our bedroom. I woke with a start. The kids are gone. I bolted upright in bed, eyes wide open. My snoring husband stopped his rhythmic inhalation mid-snort and rolled over. “You say something?” he muttered. “No,” I stated. I punched my pillow repeatedly and balled it up. I […]

Saved by a Skirt

By Erika Hoffman

I’m of an age when I prefer buying bathing suits with a skirt. If I do purchase a one piece minus the extra material, I then get the skirt accessory. I never swim without my skirt. On June 5, 2010, I suggested a break from scouring the stove at our beach cottage. The cleansing is […]

In 2007, my husband and I visited Ireland. Of all the marvelous experiences encountered there, including the must-see Cliffs of Moher, a boat ride to the islet where St. Patrick was banished and the harpists and singers at Bunratty Castle, I was most moved listening to “Danny Boy” in the cellar of Ashford Castle, along […]

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