The Alarms Of Care, Or, Saturday Morning at 8:32am
On Thursday, we moved Mom’s furniture, again. Why? Well, we’d originally set up a room in the Memory Care unit of her current facility. We
On Thursday, we moved Mom’s furniture, again. Why? Well, we’d originally set up a room in the Memory Care unit of her current facility. We
I don’t miss formal much at all. I don’t really care what fork someone uses for their fish, nor in what direction they scoop their
It has come to my attention that everyone thinks they’re the good guys. I ran across this video, which is political, so let me sum
I keep a manual to-do list. Today I look forward to rewriting it. Maybe that’s just foolish morning optimism, as often on waking I feel
Well. I hired someone to come every other week and clean my house. I managed two good walks. I cooked an actual dinner, twice. And
Over the years I’ve habitually reported on the workings of this blog to the “board.” That means you. Doing so feels right, it’s a way
I have a long day ahead. But, it promises the long California sky so out I go into the blue. I’ve added Katura Designs’ Mother’s
Last Tuesday, having returned from Santa Barbara the night before, and having spent the bulk of the day on administrative tasks for my mother, I
The Internet is a wondrous thing. At some point it introduced me to Grace O’Sullivan, connector par excellence, charismatic as heck. At some point, Grace
We spend a lot of time teaching our kids how to get along. How to share, use their words, take a break when things get
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