My dream group consists of six people on the rare occasion we all can come, meeting twice a month for the past year and a half. We “work” two dreams each meeting, about an hour each, followed by the dreamer … Continue reading
Okay, true confession here at the beginning: I am obsessive and compulsive about keeping Dad’s driveway clean. This is my second winter here. Last winter, it snowed ALL the time—maybe more! Dad was so fragile by then, I developed … Continue reading
Today is another Tuesday of errands and solitary freedom. After collecting the garbage, packing it and the recyclables into the car, dropping them off at the transfer station, and then mailing those overdue letters of condolence to Dad’s best friends’ … Continue reading
Today, my sister, Kathy, reached the first quarter-mark of her pilgrimage in Spain, on her eleventh day of hiking the Camino (Frances) de Santiago. She passed through the Basque lands and is starting into the wine country. The countryside has … Continue reading
My father has lost his two best friends recently, three weeks apart, on either side of Christmas. Being of the same silent generation, none of them knew of each other’s failing health, so these losses were shocking. Like the loss … Continue reading
Sarina and J.T. Baptista, in My View from Heaven, A Boy’s Story of His Journey to Heaven and the Purpose of Life on Earth, gave a fascinating, easy to read introduction to our souls’ activities in Heaven and on Earth, … Continue reading
Dad has been on hospice care at home for nine months now. Last spring, we were expecting him to pass on at any time. He could barely swallow, and it seemed he would choke TOO much or quit eating because … Continue reading
Another Thursday for me to splurge on myself, woo hoo. The day itself was spectacular, bright blue skies (up in the mountains, anyway) and little wind. There was enough snow to be sparkly, but none on the road. Perfect! Stunning … Continue reading
With Dad’s strength virtually gone and his mental acuity fading, my emotions careen between sad acceptance and mad impatience. I feel so sorry for his losses, yet expect him to come to terms with the “new normal” despite his lack … Continue reading
My most effective therapy and favorite way to relax and find joy is to walk in expansive, beautiful, quiet natural environments. Living with my father in Nederland, Colorado or with my husband in Fairbanks, Alaska, I can just walk … Continue reading