A few days ago, I searched “2 Years” on Word Press and found an immediate perspective. The first result was someone sharing that he is two years sober. That is awesome. He was so gracious in thanking those who have provided love and support. He included a photo of a tattoo on his wrist which … More Two Years In…Whatever Happened To?
Ginny has a friend named Lois who has been in her condo complex for 25 years. Lois knows people. She had been on the board for many years and has always been a source of information for mom. They used to go to lunch and local plays together. They weren’t best friends, but she has … More Shades of Change Part I
Ginny called today. I should lay out the back story first. It begins about three years ago. She had a young woman named Carly as a next-door neighbor. Carly had a boyfriend who often stayed with her. Apparently, they would occasionally play music late at night which woke her up. Since sleep is a huge … More The Unwelcome Visitor
My husband Dennis and I are just completing a 3-day visit with my 88-year-old mother Ginny when she receives a notice from the cable company. They are converting their signal to digital for all Florida customers and her zip code is next. Apparently, she will need different converter boxes to pick up that new signal. … More The Cable Debacle
I just watched the episode of the television show Roseanne (while it was still on ABC) titled “No Country for Old Women.” It’s about Roseanne and her sister Jackie arguing over who is going to take their 90-year-old mother, Beverly into their home. Beverly was apparently kicked out of her nursing home for being too … More No Country for Old Women
Awful. That’s how we feel. We’ve had an issue lurking in the background for a while now and it seems like we can’t prolong it any longer. At age 87, we are going to have to convince my mother Ginny to give up her car. Ginny loves that car. When she moved from Cleveland, she … More Car Trouble
Her debilitating vertigo has returned. Although she has visited the Balance Institute twice to relieve the dizziness, it isn’t working as well this time. I arrive in town to take her to her next appointment. Stupidly, I take her out to lunch first. As they are trying to go through the maneuvers to shift the … More Prologue
Leaving The Door Open 