Aging

Military Rituals Honor a Life Well Lived

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 [...]

September 5th, 2016|Categories: Character, Loss, Marriage|Tags: , , |

An American Eskimo Puppy Melted Her Grieving Heart

Kathy was drowning in pain.  Her mother had just died and her husband had been diagnosed with cancer. Her dog of fifteen years was gone. All around her, her world was crumbling as she struggled to let go of one lifelong love and needed to face the challenging road ahead with another. Her husband was in the hospital the weekend that she spotted the ad  When she told her girlfriend, Amber, about the puppies, her wise friend insisted that Kathy [...]

August 1st, 2016|Categories: Attachment, Human-Animal Bonds, Loss|Tags: , , |

Finding Her Legacy After My Mother Died

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 [...]

July 25th, 2016|Categories: Beauty, Family, Loss|Tags: , , , |

Aging with Grace – Loving Oneself

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 [...]

July 18th, 2016|Categories: Aging with Grace, Paris & France, Self-Love|Tags: , , |

Cataract Surgery and NOT Driving the Car

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 [...]

Six Roses from Stop and Shop Say I Love You

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 [...]

June 8th, 2016|Categories: Aging with Grace, Beauty, Transformation|Tags: , , |
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