Navigating death and aging and injury, the tricky slippery pathways toward having more compassion for our bodies For one summer, the year I turned thirty, there was a deck on the house I lived in. It was torn down by the fall, for being too close to the lot line. We moved out that October, … Continue reading Mortal Shock
With aging, comes invisibility. You don’t even have to do anything for a cloak to descend on you; it muffles your voice and refracts light on your body so that you pass through public spaces with no one noticing. In an old folk’s home, the invisible therefore abound, though some shake off the obscurity to … Continue reading On Becoming Invisible
I was the person always asked for my ID. When I was very large and pregnant with my first child a woman came up to me and sympathetically said how sorry she was for me. She said being a teen mother was going to be challenging. I was 28 years old. When asked to describe … Continue reading I am 16, going on 44: Nic MacPhee confronts aging
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