Wouldn't it be nice if all families were like the (fictional) depiction of the 1950s family? Mom and Dad are in love. They have two or more kids who are best friends with one another. Oh, maybe the kids had a squabble now and then, but it was fixed in half an hour. Well - I hate to break it to you - but I grew up in the ‘50s and it... Read more
Grace was a seventy-eight year old woman, She was less than five feet tall and weighed about ninety pounds. Permed, light brown hair perched on top of an earnest, often worried face.Grace lived at Trollwood Village. Trollwood is an apartment complex where my mother once lived before Mom joined Dad in Rosewood on Broadway, a nearby nursing home.... Read more
Your eighty-year-old grandmother is fiercely independent. She insists she can live alone, yet you worry that she doesn’t eat. Your 73-year-old aunt is often lonely. You visit and help her out, but you wish she would eat better. Your 79-year-old neighbor is a jolly widower who’s fairly healthy, but doesn’t know a soup pan... Read more
As I was trying to clear off an old computer that no longer is sustainable, I noticed a floppy disk that was the only record of some speeches I had once given for a Toastmasters International group. I grew curious, booted up the old computer, and was drawn back in time. At the time, I still was caring for three elders. I felt the need to... Read more
Human beings are social creatures. I don't think that statement will shock anyone. Many of us have learned that sharing our troubles with someone who understands, lightens our load. Explaining something like caring for a dementia-afflicted spouse or parent, in person or in writing, to someone who knows what we are going through can help keep... Read more