I was never interested in living two lives. Sounded too complicated for me. But here I am, one week shy of 81, living part of the year in South Dakota and the winter part in Arizona. Luckily, I only need care for a house in one. But everything else comes in duplicate. Think of that! …
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At bedtime last Thursday Don't even try to follow my screen shots below! But I want you to experience the frustration I had last Thursday. Not nice of me, I know. But misery loves company, I hear. And visuals are powerful. I was trying to get to Seattle to see my first great-grandchild who was …
Thanksgiving at 80
For most of my adult life, my family celebrated Thanksgiving at my brother’s home in Michigan. We would come from Chicago, a sister would come from Toledo, another sister sporadically came from Seattle, and my third sister and folks lived near my brother. After my dad died at 90, I remember my mother who would …
On My Own Now for End Tables and Lamps
For most of the 56 years I was married, my husband made my end tables. I'd often want to buy a new one, but he'd say he could make one a lot cheaper, and then when I got sick of it--which he knew I would--he would throw it away and make another. My last request …
$$$ A Surprising Surgical Outcome $$$
Did you know that “the monotony and solitude of a quiet life stimulates the creative mind”? Albert Einstein said that, and I can attest that it’s true. During the last three months after surgery, I spent a lot of time alone in my living room sitting on a new recliner. The longer I sat, the …
Graduation from Patienthood — Pending!
Two weeks ago I asked you for help staying sane while I try to meet my goal of being cured in a few weeks. I have good news. I'm closer than ever before. I've almost got my pain managed, and I'm allowed to wean myself off the walker in the house. I'm on my way! …
Grief at Four Years Means a Cookie Sheet in the Bed
my caregiver daughter and photographer Every year on the anniversary of my husband’s death, I have dedicated a blog post to that event. Marv passed away four years ago on July 25, and I’ve not had a minute to mindfully think about the impact of his loss in my life. On July 25, Monday, I …
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Throwing Away My Past Life: Part 3
My past life has now been shredded. I've sorted and purged my multitude of banker's boxes and file cabinet drawers. I'm starting over with a clean slate! What is not in my memory is no longer retrievable. When Marie Kondo came out with her book, "The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up," my husband and I …
Nostalgia – My Maternal Grandma (1874-1958)
finding her grave in Michigan in 2019 (findagrave.com) My maternal grandma was blind from glaucoma and deaf by the age of fifty. I met her a few times, but in those days we didn’t travel much, so the main thing I remember is a visit she made from her retirement home in Michigan to our …
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Throwing Away My Past Life
Terri Lee (worth a lot now online!) and Baby (who cries) George Burns once said, "You know you're getting old when you stoop down to tie your shoelaces and wonder what else you could do while you're down there." This idea has been part of my life since late last fall when I developed hip …
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