
My Dad Retired
"Dorothy. Honey. I love you. But go take a walk." (His first Tuesday of retirement, with a notebook that said HOUSE PROJECT.)

A Guided Tour of a House That's Too Big
"Debbie, there are forty-two containers." "I know." "There are two of us." "I know."
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Also available in Spanish: Mis hijos se fueron de casa: Síndrome del nido vacío (y el refri lleno)
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Who it is for
It is for you if you are living it yourself and want to put a name on it, understand it and explain it to others without guilt or jargon.
It is for you if you are living it yourself and want to put a name on it, understand it and explain it to others without guilt or jargon.
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These books are humor and general information and do not replace the opinion of a health professional.
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It is the friendliest way to put a name (and some humor) on what is happening to you. A short ebook you can read in an afternoon that helps you understand yourself better, kindly and without guilt. Or pass it to someone close so they get you without a long explanation.
A gift with humor for anyone who cooks for ten while two are eating. It does not replace professional advice.
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"Dorothy. Honey. I love you. But go take a walk." (His first Tuesday of retirement, with a notebook that said HOUSE PROJECT.)

"Luke, you need to sit down." "Why?" "Just sit." (On the edge of the sink, a test with two pink lines.)

Today Frank found a hair in the drain and stared at it like someone served a subpoena.

My husband bought a motorcycle. A big, black one, with an engine that sounds like a lion with indigestion.