My phone pinged in with a text the other morning as I was looking out at the sunshine at Half Moon Bay (Calif.) It was gay husband, sending me this 30-year old photo. It was taken at the end of the Aris Project training I did in 1989 to prepare to be an emotional support volunteer for people with . . .
"Last year you decided to weed out people who weren't reciprocal, and you did," my husband reminded me at the end of December. "So what's your goal for this year?" What? I hadn't remembered last year's goal. I'm not big on annual resolutions or even a word for the year but weeding out was . . .
No matter how with-it we think we are, there's no question that aging has effects on our bodies and our minds. Cognitively, we're not as sharp as we were when we were younger. That's just a fact. It may take more time to process information, our memories lag a bit and in general, learning can be . . .
NOTHING REALLY CHANGES, DOES IT? The Republican Party obsession with birth control and abortion reminded Meryl Baier of Six Decades of Counting that, as a history major, one thing you learn is that some things never change. Including human behavior. Birth control has been a Concern/obsession of . . .
The world of senior citizens --65 and over-- is a strange thing to behold, now that I'm a member of that tribe. Aging ain't for the faint of heart and one of the most puzzling things I've seen is how denial plays into it. I think it's an artifact of our Boomer generation, too; the seniors I've . . .
This has been one unholy bitch of a year. Bob Dylan comes to mind, as he does any time I have a bitch of a year, and there've been very few. Which is to say Dylan doesn't often come to mind any more, especially since that horrible concert I went to a couple years ago during which I couldn't make . . .
Are you concerned about what will happen when your elderly parents can no longer care for themselves? No one gives us caregiving advice when we're younger. As we get older, so do they, and often, it falls to us to figure out what to do, how to handle it. No one has prepared us. Until now. 9 . . .
Ok, I'll admit. We don't yet have a car with keyless ignition. And so rarely do I rent a car these days that I'd never driven a car with a keyless ignition before. Until Famous Girlfriend and I went to Montana. Well, that's not true. Once in a while I'm Designated Driver for friends who have a . . .
I've always resisted napping, afraid I might miss something. It's the same reason I don't like to sleep in. There's a big world out there and it ticks along regardless of my sleep status--what if something big happens and I sleep through it? And isn't napping a waste of a perfectly good day? That's . . .
Remember these days of youth? I do, too. And I wish I were still young. No, it's not for the unlined skin, pert breasts and full lips. It's not for the thick head of hair without a single grey. It's not for the ability to eat anything without it appearing on the hips. No, it's none of those . . .