This will probably get me in trouble…
Junk Drawers and Jockey Boxes
There was some discussion recently on Facebook about junk drawers. Some unenlightened folks said they had no idea what a junk drawer was. Really? Is this something only us aging folks know about? A junk drawer is that one place in your house, usually the kitchen, where all the little miscellaneous stuff ends up. Rubber…
How to Break Up With Your Hairdresser
Are you one of those women who schedule the next hair appointment the minute you hand your credit card or cash to your hairdresser? Do you record the appointment on your calendar four, six, or eight weeks in the future? Most of us do. We want to make sure to save our space because our…
How to Keep Your Sanity While Caregiving
Are you caring for an aging parent or spouse? Perhaps you are the full-time caregiver of a special-needs child. How do you maintain your equilibrium under the constant demands? We often hear the words ‘self-care.’ You may be asking, “How can I care for myself when all my time and energy are spent on my…
Bad Things Come in 3’s
My grandma, Nini, always told me ‘bad things come in threes.’ Throughout my life, I’ve seen the truth of those words. Just this week, I’m reeling from the news of three different crises. The friend of a work colleague, and one of our customers, was in a horrific motorcycle accident yesterday. He and a utility…
I Quit!
“To Whom much is given, much is required.” Luke 12:48 This Scripture verse carries more truth than one might think. Jesus was teaching his disciples to be ready for His glorious return, but the verse can also be applied to our lives today. As I grew from childhood to adulthood, my parents increased my weekly…
Words
How much time do you spend thinking about a specific word that will carry you into a new year? I never used to have just one defining WORD. Until four years ago. I was impressed to meditate on the word ‘fearless.’ Much of my energy is spent worrying about the what-ifs. I take a situation…
When Did I Become My Mother?
Have you ever passed by the mirror, and a quick side glance makes you stop and ask, “When did my mom get here?” With a shock, you turn face forward and realize you’re not looking at your mother, it’s you in the mirror. Especially now, as I’ve decided to let my hair grow in naturally…
Fear of Dying
Are you afraid of death?
How to Reduce the Risk of Dementia
There are ways to reduce your risk of dementia