We affixed a bell to my eighty-year-old mother’s back...Read More
Just how much do we want to keep Mom alive? Or, just how much alive, does Mom want to stay?Read More
How could this innocent exchange possibly send me to the edge?Read More
It’s 6 pm. Time for the evening news. Mom takes her spot on the couch and sinks deeply into its down abyss. She picks up her “clicker,” turns on the TV, selects her favorite news channel, and begins her visual clearance test.
I can’t wait another minute to find out what’ll happen next! I’m on the waiting list of daughters who are mothers - sandwiched right in between the two... just waiting in the wings, while waiting for the dust to settle.
The expiration date is really just a recommended date. I’ve never worried about expiration dates and I’ve made it to 91!
"Only her hairdresser knows for sure...." What’s not to love about a visit to the local hair salon for a cut n’ color... a soothing environment with soft music, good lighting, free seltzer water, a restful scalp massage, and most important, engaging chit-chat.Read More
Mom: (innocently) We have an appointment with the heart doctor tomorrow, right?Read More
Humbled again. Every now and then, a lightbulb goes off ... what’s the saying? Even a blind dog gets a bone once in a while? I got my bone yesterday.Read More
I did it again... I walked right into the hardware store, expecting to find milk.....not literally - it’s a metaphor - but it’s particularly upsetting when I’m positive the milk is in there....Read More
Did you just call me?
No Mom. I just got home....Read More
How did this fork get here? It just came out of the dishwasher...
Mom: The neurologist called and said he wants to see me.Read More