Intrusions A long time ago, in the 1970s, people did not have cellphones. A very few people had boxy “mobile” phones, but those were rare. Most people had one telephone number, and never knew who was calling. If one was single, as I was then, the phone was essential to one’s social life, as dates […]
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Sign Language My sisters still jockey for position in the caregiving of my mother. The situation has deteriorated into a category which could be deemed “unhealthy communication.” They no longer have positive conversations about daily issues. For instance, preparation was underway for a hand-off so that the main caregiver sister could resume her role after
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Changes People who agonize over the smallest decisions come to Lakeside on Lake Chapala and become mesmerized, and before you know it, they buy a house within days. It happens all the time. That was us. Twenty-one years flew by like a sweet dream, in snippets of blurry photographs. There are my husband and I,
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Abundant Joy We have had our hillside home here overlooking Lake Chapala for twenty-one magical years. It is hard to explain to someone how special it is here, unless you can show them in person. I once had a visitor who exclaimed upon first seeing the view of the lake from the mountain, “Tina Turner
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Politics, Religion, Toilet Tissue Visits to my mother in Louisiana are full of surprises. Two of my sisters take turns staying with her, and both are colorful personalities. I think my mother enjoys the minidramas that ensue as my sisters pursue their various interests. When we are with people outside of family, we have always
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Post-Pandemic Blues We’ve heard from Dr. Fauci that the “pandemic” phase is behind us, yet COVID cases are still occurring and one more surge could come this summer. I notice I’m still a tad jumpy around large crowds, where I grab my security mask, just to feel more protected. This reentry is not what I
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The 1960s were a turbulent time. I was a child during a period of fear of nuclear power and discord in Cuba. Castro was discussed often, along with Russia and missiles that could hit U.S. shores.
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Can We Just Talk? I feel like my brain power diminished during the pandemic. Words come to me slower and writing something by hand seems to result in more mistakes than before isolation. Communicating with my husband is more challenging, as we have spent two years joined at the hip because of Covid. You can
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The widow Eloise reached for the glass of water from her bedside table and sipped it slowly, the water moistening her papery tongue. The pink plastic pill case, divided by days of the week, was right next to where the water had been. She picked it up and looked down at the filled squares, pills
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