New Reviews Are In – Twenty Years: After “I Do”, Words We Carry

It never gets old for me. There is just something about a beautiful review that encourages me to keep writing, reminding that my words do matter. Today I’m sharing 3 new reviews I came across on Amazon for 2 of my books – Words We Carry and Twenty Years: After “I Do”.


Twenty Years on Aging

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Reviewed in the United States on January 19, 2020

Format: Kindle Edition


I Don’t Always Wear My Wedding Ring, Do You?

I love wearing rings. In fact, whenever I go out it’s common practice for me to be wearing four at a time – two on each of my ring fingers and two on my index fingers. But when at home I don’t wear any.


When I go on vacation, I still always wear my signature four rings when out painting the town, albeit, the only diamond I travel with is my wedding ring along with my silver jewelry, but I’d never worn rings out to the pool or beach – that includes my wedding ring.

My husband  is never short of compliments. He always compliments me on how I look or on something I’m wearing, often adding, “I’ve never seen that before.” Seen may denote he may never have noticed me wearing it, or even noticed the latest deliveries as I hastily bring up packages from the mailbox before he gets there so I can avoid being grilled, “What’s in the box?” Lol. But never had he asked me where my wedding ring was while at a pool. That was until our last winter vacation.

After almost twenty years of marriage, we were lying in our lounge chairs at the pool one day when the revelation came over him that I wasn’t wearing my wedding ring. It was like after over 100 vacations together that he only noticed I had no rings on. I remarked to him that I was amazed that he’d only waited till then to ask me where my wedding ring is.

I’ve always had a thing for wearing nothing but earrings and my ankle bracelet (besides my swimming attire) when it comes to sunning and swimming. My first reason is because I don’t like ‘tan lines’ on my fingers, and secondly, I don’t like suntan lotion getting inside the crevices of my rings and dulling the stones every time I apply. I’ve adhered to this practice ever since I can remember back and honestly, I’d never thought anything of it.

Hubby didn’t lecture me, it appeared he asked out of curiosity, but made sure to proclaim that he NEVER takes his wedding ring off. “Okay, I get it,” I replied. I didn’t wish for him to continue harping on the conversation and felt if he felt slighted in some way I didn’t want to hurt his feelings, so for the rest of the vacation I wore my wedding ring everywhere, including to the pool.

I have to admit, it felt weird having a ring on my hand in the hot sun and in the water as I found myself always double-checking to make sure the ring was still on. I still didn’t like the idea of lotion re-applying with my ring on and was paranoid of taking it off while doing so in case I’d forget to put it back on, so I’d pop it in my mouth every time I applied lotion, knowing I wouldn’t forget it was in my mouth!

As it turned out, since I began wearing the ring all the time, I didn’t have to worry about tan lines on my finger because it was always covered. Once back up to our condo and taking off my jewelry, I got to used to the ring tan line serving as a good indicator of how nicely my tan was coming along. Hubby was happy too. He no longer felt threatened that his wife was showing as ‘available’.


I’d be interested to find out who here never takes off their wedding rings when out in public and why, from both – male and female perspective.



Sunday Book Review – No Sex Please, I’m Menopausal! by Stevie Turner

Book reviews by D.G. Kaye


My Sunday book review on No Sex Please, I’m Menopausal by Stevie Turner.


If you like women’s fiction, a bit of chick-lit, and can identify with menopausal madness, you’ll like this book.

Book review, No Sex Please


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After going through the menopause Lyn finds that she no longer wants sex. This is unfortunate, as her husband Neil still does. When he discards her after 35 years of marriage like an old worn out shoe, Lyn moves to Cornwall to start a new life. However, new friends are hard to find, and she feels lonely.

On the spur of the moment she decides to join an online dating site, ‘MatchULike’, just for companionship. Amongst the peculiar people she meets is Peter; shy, and conscious that his ‘gentleman’s’ operation has rendered him an unattractive prospect in the marriage stakes. Lyn makes a friend of Peter, but when Neil gets to hear about the friendship he realises too late that there is more to a relationship than just sex, and he suddenly starts to appear back on the scene and wants to turn her life upside down all over again!


My 5 Star Review


I thoroughly enjoyed this story about Lyn, whose life is turned around after experiencing residual effects of menopause, while her husband Neil seems to be going through a mid-life crisis. Lyn discovers Neil’s philandering ways by finding out about his adulterous affair he’s having to satisfy his sex drive. This escapade leads to the end of their marriage.
Lyn’s devastation has her moving away and starting a new life with new adventures, friends and relationships. Meanwhile, ‘back at the ranch’, Neil learns his newfound freedom and relationship with a younger woman isn’t all it’s cracked up to be and finds himself pining for his ex wife.
The story mirrors real life in many ways – pitfalls in relationships, side effects of menopause, and marriage mishaps. I found myself laughing with Lyn and drawn into her drama and decisions. And although I’m in total disagreement with some of the choices she made at the end of this book, it was her story, not mine, and that didn’t change the fact that the story was engaging and well written.

The Powers in #Heaven – A Wedding Story

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My youngest brother’s daughter Natalie, got married this past Sunday. The wedding was held at a farmhouse about 45 minutes north of Toronto. The ceremony was to be held outside, and after, the big reception was held in a beautifully decorated barn.


During the prior week to the wedding, many of our family members were keeping a close eye on the weather predicted for that day. Rain was predicted as every day passed, as we remained hoping for a different turnout. The weather we’d been having for the past month has been hot and humid with hardly any rain. The humidity lingered in the thick air, begging to be released.

I kept praying that Sunday wouldn’t be the day the heavens would finally open up to rid us of the heat. Sunday morning I woke to sunshine, with a bit of cloud cover. I did my ‘sundance’ and asked my parents in heaven to please hold back the rain for Natalie and Sam’s wedding, if only for the ceremony.


As we drove up north, the sun turned to black clouds and it began to pour. By the time we arrived and exited the car, the rain had turned to drizzle, then it stopped as we proceeded to our seats in front of the Chupa (the covered arches, a symbol in the Jewish faith, where the bride and groom get married under). Suddenly, the winds picked up and the sky was getting dark again. The 80 plus degree temperature had dropped to what felt like 50 degrees. As neatly done hairdos were blowing, and us women dressed in sleeveless attire in anticipation of the heat and a non air-conditioned barn were shivering, I was feeling anxious and wishing the ceremony would start before those thick ominous clouds threatened a big storm. Some had commented it felt like we were suddenly transported to Kansas, The Wizard of Oz.

The music began to play – Love You For A Thousand Years, and the wedding party proceeded to walk down the aisle. As my brother and his beautiful wife came down the aisle, arms linked to their precious daughter, the sun forced its way through the clouds, and the temperature climbed back up to near 80 degrees. Throughout the half hour or so the ceremony lasted, the sun shone brightly, and some of us were even sweating. I knew in those moments, my parents were looking down on us and had somehow intervened by holding off the rain and shining a brief time of sunshine down on their granddaughter’s wedding.

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My Mother


My Dad

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Me and my brother (brides father)

Only moments after the ceremony, the temperature quickly dropped once again, and a light sprinkle fell from the sky. I truly believe my parents were there with us to watch their granddaughter marry as they held off the rain and left behind their joyful tears from heaven.

The R’s of Life – Chapter Six – Romance – The biggest Fairy Story of them all | Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life

Festisite Reblog

Today I’m sharing a post I found poignant and important to all of us regarding romance and what it takes to keep the light and the love strong, the fires burning – The biggest Fairy Tale of them all.


I’ve posted another of Sally Cronin’s chapters HERE previously about relationships from this new book she’s writing on her blog called The R’s of Life.


I highly recommend making yourselves a cup of coffee and reading Sally’s post on romance and all that’s involved to create a lasting relationship. If you’re anything like me, you may even require a tissue while reading.

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In this chapter, a light-hearted look at romance. Well partly light-hearted, as there are some elements of this universally sought after state of bliss that can be from the dark side. 


Have you ever wondered why the classic fairy stories that involve a beautiful farmer’s daughter, scullery maid or even a princess, who are swept off their feet by a handsome and rich stranger on a white horse; end with the words ‘And they lived happily ever after’? . . .Continue Reading 

Source: The R’s of Life – Chapter Six – Romance – The biggest Fairy Story of them all | Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life