Source MarvinRoaw/Pixabay When the European Court of Human Appeals issued this decision, I could not resist putting on my scientist's hat to document some of the ways in which they were so "right" to rule the way that they did. I hope you enjoy this summary. To read the piece, originally posted on PsychologyToday.com, click here.
source: Skullman/Pixabay As we grow older, our priorities change and our willingness to do things that we could not have imagined — and to not do things we formerly embraced — reflect our evolution. By embracing the inevitability of losses, we appreciate the importance of joy. To read my Life, Refracted post "52 Ways to Show I Love you: Aging With Joy", click here. Love is real - and love is living.
The funeral was short, meaningful, perhaps a quarter hour of memories and prayers. A daughter had organized a slide show of his life, in chapters. Childhood. Marriage, a union that had lasted more than sixty years. Military service. Children. Work. Grandchildren. Travel. Adventure. The sanctuary was crowded. He had touched many lives and we wanted to say goodbye. To pay tribute as his soul moved on. Presenting the American Flag My husband and I had not been close [...]
My mother died two months before the annual July clearance sales. I found myself walking through Saks Fifth Avenue, and there, on the sale shoe rack and in size 7, were the shoes. Shoes my Mother Would Have Loved Ones I never would have stopped to ogle. Impractical. High heels, for one thing. And spectator style, the white leather inevitably requiring restoration periodically. But they were beautiful. And sexy. And unusual. These were shoes my mother would have [...]
In New York, where the way people protect their boundaries can predict paranoia, I never would have approached the woman in purple. But I was an American in Paris, she was “of a certain age”, I was captivated by her poise and presence, and I wanted her to know she was not invisible. David and I had boarded Bus 80 at Porte de Versailles. Our morning at the Salon du Chocolat had stretched well into the afternoon and left us [...]
David had eye surgery a few weeks ago. For months he had found reading to be challenging and colors distorted. Because of our winter trips to Paris, scheduling the removal of his cataracts, one eye at a time, had required serial delays. Neither of us thought that being across an ocean during his follow-up period was a good idea. Finally, the surgery date had come. The idea of a knife going into his eye, even with the assistance of a [...]
David brought the six roses home from Stop and Shop ten days before we flew to Paris. Meal after meal, we watched the buds turn shades of pink from pale to petulant, their evolution gracing the table where we ate breakfast each morning, lunch at noon, and dinner at night. Perhaps because they had space to breathe in their vase on that table, they opened slowly, each flower with room to spread while we provided water and the surrounding windows [...]