Mabel Breneman was my husband’s maternal grandmother, whom I met when I was 19 years old and she was 84 years old. Everyone called her Grandma, and I adored her. Actually, everyone adored her. I had never met anyone who was so quietly accepting of everyone. We lived about 1½ hours away and visited when we could, which was not as often as we would have liked, but however long, Grandma was just happy to see us.
When our son was about 3 1/2 years old and our daughter 8 months, Dave was preparing dinner in the kitchen. He had placed Hannah in the swing chair that she loved. That..
As hard as I tried, I couldn’t grow a decent beard. I was in my 20’s and entered my senior year of seminary hoping to land my first job as a pastor. A friend offered to..
There is a phrase used by leaders in the effort to overcome ageism: Aging isn’t a problem. Ageism is.
By the time this blog is published, I will be 89 years old. For at least 30 years I’ve experienced “isms,” although I didn’t know what to call them.
It was summer, 2023, and life was good and the living was “easy”. And into that wonderful and special time came an invitation to my fourth grandchild’s wedding and a..
On September 11, 2001, here in Ohio the temperature was in the mid-70s with a soft breeze. The sky was a brilliant blue and there was that otherworldly light making the..
Summer break is over and it is time for the kids to return to school. It is the time of year to get back into the routine of school drop offs, after schools’ band..
I am handicapped. There…I said it.
Maggie Kuhn, Founder of the Gray Panthers, said, “There are six myths about old age: 1. That it’s a disease, a disaster. 2. That we are mindless. 3.That we are sexless...
