I’ve never aged in a conventional way. I’m 41, and I find myself living a life that doesn’t quite fit the expected rhythms of age and stage. But honestly? I’m thankful for that. While my journey hasn’t followed a traditional script, it’s been rich—full of love, experience, and, most importantly, faith. To me, that is the very essence of abundant aging.
Nine years ago, I decided I wanted a lap dog. I wanted a dog that would cuddle with me when I watched television and snuggle with me at night. At that point, we had had..
Generally speaking, there are three kinds of caretaking situations: (1) Those which occur within the family structure; (2) Those occasions outside the family structure;..
What do I know about caregiving?
Red and yellow and pink and green, purple and orange and blue. I can sing a rainbow, sing a rainbow, sing a rainbow too. Listen with your eyes. Listen with your ears...
The theme for this series of blogs is “color.” I choose white!
I have blue eyes and, with a little help from my hairdresser, blond hair. My husband John has brown eyes and a little bit of grayish brown hair on the sides. Like many..
The view from my window for about the past week has been white—snow-covered. I guess, really, it’s been grey; grey skies, grey light, grey trees. Grey. But, this storm..
I had never planned on going into the ministry when I graduated from college in 1953. As a matter of fact, I didn’t have much of a plan for my future at all. In those..
It is amazing how much we relate and respond to, interact with and use colors. Long ago I heard about research that showed that churches with blue carpet gave more money..
