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Amazing Tales of Aging
Life can be a continuous process of growth, and the potential for learning new things, engaging in new activities and cultivating new interests exists at all ages. The MacArthur foundation studied people in late...Read entire article »
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A Tale of Hoarding: Honor Thy Father & Mother
Several months ago, I met with a hoarder; I’ll call him Dr. F. An eighty-nine-year-old retired physician, he lives alone in a five-bedroom house, in which every room is literally filled with “stuff.” His...Read entire article »
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A Life that Matters
I have decided to make a former client my role model. I met him half a dozen years ago, when he was in his early eighties and moving to a retirement community. As we...Read entire article »
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Storyzon: Your Life Story Jumps Off the Page
Storytelling is a centuries-old craft that gives us colorful glimpses into history. But what about the personal stories of our own history? Maybe the elderly just aren’t encouraged enough to tell their stories. Whatever...Read entire article »
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Reunions, Reminiscence & Reflection: Stories to Tell
Last week I gazed at photos from my fortieth high school reunion. Some people looked exactly the same, but most had changed. Some were thinner, some were heavier, many were gray-haired. I spent the...Read entire article »
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Just When You Thought There Was No One to Help...Part 1 of 2
I first met Hank* 4 months after his heart attack. He was in his mid-seventies, living in a horrible nursing home: the kind with a foul smell, where two beds crowd one small room,...Read entire article »
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Just When You Thought There Was No One to Help...Part 2 of 2
Recently, I wrote about a client of mine whose health was in decline. Read Just When You Thought There Was No One to Help...Part 1 of 2. Hank moved into a permanent room on...Read entire article »
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The Importance of Being Mothered
I often think back to the last time I was mothered by my mother. It was thirty-two years ago, and I was twenty-five years old. My mother had been hospitalized for over eight months...Read entire article »
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Pookie & Bubbie
When my husband was growing up, his family had a series of songbirds, canaries and parakeets, each of whom was named Pookie. So it seemed only natural that the green-and-yellow parakeet we acquired would...Read entire article »
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A Daughter’s Memoir: My Mother’s Cake Plate
I have never been much of a cook, but I love to bake and I have many wonderful memories of baking with my mother as I grew up. Oatmeal chocolate chip cookies were our...Read entire article »
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Half-birthdays: Finding Joy in Small Things
My grandmother called to let me know that we were going to start celebrating her half-birthday.“At my age...” I finished her sentence, “You want even more attention? Isn’t being 92 enough? Now you want to...Read entire article »
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