Sharing…a new Aging Blog
A neighbor and friend in the retirement community in which we both live has recently begun her own blog series, aptly called the "Continuing Journey." Consider her message that "Our…
Death. At What Age?
This past year has been one in which I have received multiple medical diagnoses, none are life-ending but they are chronic, debilitating and typical in the elderly. Per this Hippocrates…
Letting Go: Medical Care
A 90-year old friend engaged me in a conversation the other evening about treatment for her recently diagnosed anemia. She knew I was dealing with iron deficiency anemia also and…
Letting go: Toenail Cutting
Seriously. Gross, right? Like other anatomic wonders, toenails age. They get thick, ridged, cracked and brittle. The toes to which they are attached get bunions, hammertoes, arthritis. Meanwhile, the aging…
Sad senior woman with cane sitting on a sofa. Vector Illustration character of unhappy or sadly.
Letting go of Family Holidays
For those of us around 80 years of age (and up), holidays are often largely “family-free.” A non-scientific series of conversations with my senior community friends revealed that many will…
Holding Onto Joy
A couple of months ago, I really looked at our 20-year old dinner plates. The lovely purple iris on the old Corelle plates had mostly faded away, with just a…
Like a patient etherized upon the table
I fell in love with the T.S. Eliot poem “Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock,” way back as a high school student for the poem’s imagery and rhythm. Who can…