Author: Kathleen Ageton

I have a favourite cologne. It's kept in a decorative glass container. Each time I've used it, it brings back memories of times past: special occasions, dinners with friends, dress-up times. I've had this cologne for years. It is not a … Read more

The phone rang. "Hello, Kathleen?" "Yes," I answered, bracing myself to deal with a telemarketer. "We have your wallet; you left it at the church." I hadn't even noticed that my wallet was missing. Some good soul had turned it in, and … Read more

I took a rare day off work recently. My son was in school, and I knew I would have the day alone. I had plans — big plans. I was going to vacuum, dust, do my taxes, write letters, catch up on laundry, file all the papers that had … Read more

I once read a tidbit on the Internet about a morbidly obese man who was trying to lose weight. He weighed over 1,000 pounds and was bedridden. He cut down on calories and tried to exercise. Exercise was a challenge; … Read more

At home, I have a computer that I bought in 1995. I like it; it's comfortable. I know how to open all my files, how to type a letter and get it to print out, and how to play a … Read more

Living in the tropics, I've faced my share of creepy critters. I've encountered centipedes, mice, termites, and roaches galore (even flying ones). I don't like them, but I can deal with them. What I cannot tolerate are cane spiders. Cane … Read more

When I first brought my infant son home from the hospital, I was delighted that he was relatively easy to care for. I'd heard horror stories of ceaseless crying, sleepless nights, and endless feedings. My son loved to sleep — … Read more

I enjoy watching mystery programs on television. I especially love episodes in which a detective goes undercover. It's fascinating that a detective can pretend to be an executive or a waiter or someone else, in order to secretly fulfill another … Read more

I have a friend, Nan, who enters the annual Art from Trash contest here on Maui each year. Nan takes things that other people throw away and sees the beauty in them. She carefully pieces together faded photographs, bits of … Read more

Although I am by no means accomplished in playing the guitar, I can actually bring pleasant sounds out of it. I am getting better at it. There is a true sense of accomplishment in bringing a tune out of that … Read more