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A Wonderful Passing

By on Jul 7, 2016 in Aging, Musings | 0 comments

I meet with a group of seniors every week to work on writing the stories of our lives down to be passed on to our families. One of the gentlemen in our group ended his weekly essay with the memory of how well his wife had died. That interested me because my mother also died well. She and I had been extremely close, and many years before she died I asked her to try to tell me, when the time came, what she was experiencing. She made no guarantees, but promised to try. When inevitably that awful time did arrive, I was grief stricken to know I would soon lose her. To be honest, I had forgotten about the promise, but she apparently had not. Mother was home and on hospice for a week before she died, and my siblings and I were all with her. Each day, I could tell she was a little less in this realm and a little more in the next. She conversed with us less frequently and seemed preoccupied...

Lucy’s Back!

By on Jul 3, 2016 in Aging, Funny, Marriage | 0 comments

This post appeared in my original blog back in 2011. It is a bit long, but I love it so much that I decided to reprint it here: I recall with disdain the first time I colored my hair. Being unfamiliar with the various products available, I pored over every shade of brown that Walmart offered, looking for the one that would best match my natural hair color – dark brown. I desperately wanted to cover the gray, but didn’t want the change in my hair color to be blatantly obvious to friends, family and co-workers. I finally settled on a L’oreal product with a picture on the front that looked like a pretty fair match. I applied it that day and was dismayed to find the color was too intense – much darker than my natural color. When Gary got home, he looked at me and his eyebrows shot up, but to his credit, he didn’t say anything right at first. “I know. It’s awful isn’t it?” “No,” he...

Independence Day

By on Jul 3, 2016 in Fourth of July, Holidays, Musings | 0 comments

The Fourth of July is traditionally a day when flag waving, sparkler wielding revelers down scads of hotdogs, hamburgers, and baked beans along with coleslaw, potato salad and gallons of beer and lemonade. Once darkness descends, the fireworks start and a myriad of “oohs” and “aahs” accompany the glittering explosions in the sky. This is how America celebrates her independence, and I have always loved this particular holiday. This year is especially meaningful to me as I celebrate the first anniversary of my retirement. What a wonderful year it has been. I wake up at the crack of eight, free to do pretty much as I please each day. Now, that’s what I call an Independence...

Me Old? Nah.

By on Jun 29, 2016 in Aging, Birthdays, Funny | 0 comments

I remember listening to the Beatles sing “When I’m Sixty-Four” when I was a teenager and thinking what a long time it would be before I would be that old. Really? It seems no time at all since I was sixteen – at least to me. But just a few days ago, I turned, not sixty-four, but an mind blowing sixty-five. I realize that at this esteemed point in my life there are some things I should probably no longer attempt – like rearranging all the furniture without help or bending over and coming back up too quickly. But for the most part, I feel really good, and I wouldn’t hesitate to have a go at most things. That’s the beauty of living in America. Anything is still...

Summer Bliss

By on Jun 20, 2016 in Family, Summer | 0 comments

I love summer. Even though it is beastly hot in Texas this time of year, we are lucky enough to have a swimming pool, (after thirty-seven years living in a house without one) and it makes all the difference in the world. For one thing, it is a kid magnet. I see more of my grandchildren than I did in the old house. This past week, I had grandchildren over not just once, but twice! We swam, ate ice cream cones and had a wonderful watery time, a grandmother’s dream come-true. Yup, I do love...