My husband of almost 50 years made a miraculous comeback! This blog is about our journey ahead and stumbling blocks in the road.
Aging can be lonely.
Does it have to be?
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The other day, Everleigh (where we live) held a meeting for the community gardens. Mark, the GM, wanted to go over the rules. Tristan, the activities director, was there to keep us under control. We tend to go off topic. One of the issues that Mark addressed dealt with the current drought in Colorado. Now, I’ve lived through at…
Each of us experiences loss differently. My mother mourned the loss of things. If a dish broke, she was upset. Sometimes I could understand it when the thing held meaning. Like it was her mother’s. I thought she would mourn the loss of her home when she sold and moved to an apartment. She didn’t. She walked out the front door, didn’t…
There is a sweet spot in spring skiing. It exists somewhere between 8,000-10,000 feet and sometime between 10 am and 2 pm and between crusty, icy snow and slosh. It’s where the snow gently embraces my skis and helps me create small, graceful turns. It’s the place where I find joy. It’s been a while since…
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