What advice would you have for your 20-years-younger self? What is one bit of encouragement you’d give a mom with small children?
Questions like these came to mind as I sat on the floor in my basement family room, surrounded by a pile of baby outfits. Each dress, sweater and sleeper held sweet memories of my girls wearing them and the friends who gave them to us.
One of the disconcerting things about our current cultural moment is that people seem to have gotten very good at reading other people’s minds and determining their motivations. Among other things, this is a driving force behind cancel culture, I think.
Inside: What made me decide to get hearing aids when I was only 50, and how this can help you make a hard change too. “I can hear, I just can’t make out what they’re saying.” When my dad would say this, it used to drive me batty. If you…
I was singing in church with my family last Sunday. An older couple came in and took seats several rows ahead of us. A few moments later, a younger couple walked down to the same row. The younger woman greeted the older man with a hug. The older lady turned…
If I had to choose one word to describe the July that we’ve experienced here in Kansas, it would have to be hot. There’s been way too much humidity for my comfort level, but every so often, that clears away and the dry heat reminds me of how summers used…
During my parents’ months together in the nursing home, I kept the paperwork for managing all their affairs in two accordion files, which I stored in my kitchen desk. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever envision myself having this sort of paperwork in my house. When the time…