In December I signed up for an online group for women writers. The topic was “Before 2020;” we were to write a post about our life for each year during the last decade, beginning with 2010. What a great concept, I thought! Select one year and replay it—from a distance. I didn’t write the first…
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Thankful…
Thanksgiving Day has passed, and I’ve been thinking about the wonderful gathering I attended at the home of my niece Amy. The table was laden with an abundance of delicious food, and a diversity of people gathered around it. Keith and I and Amy’s mom were the oldest. The next generation included my daughter, son-in-law,…
Words matter
As a writer, words are important to me. Consequently, I will often invest a lot of time searching the dictionary, thesaurus and Google, trying to find the very best, most accurate, articulate, and precise word to describe an emotion, thought, event, or person. Seven years ago when I was diagnosed with Mild Cognitive Impairment, I…
A moment of serenity
Last week I wrote in my journal this spontaneous and uncensored entry: “I’m grateful for good days, calm days full of peace and acceptance, and for seeing life as beautiful, just as it is.” What a gift this entry was to me. Re-reading it conjures up the way I felt when I wrote it, and…
An absurd question {written by Beth}
This is a guest post written by a new voice and perspective on the topic of memory decline—my daughter Beth. She will write about what she experiences as a caregiver, a loving daughter, and as a woman who has excellent medical instincts. Since this is a new experiment, I would appreciate getting your feedback. Are…
To be told or not to be told
Our family values and embraces being honest and forthright. Topics of religion, politics and sex are fair game at any family gathering, and differences of opinion have been encouraged, accepted and honored. So it seemed only natural to be open with my children regarding my diagnosis of Mild Cognitive Impairment. From the onset I have…