Category: 65 on up
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Hospice
I had heard of hospice before but never palliative care. We had been informed by the doctor that the hospital staff in charge of outpatient care would be here soon to explain the differences and what our options were. My mom had spent the last week in the hospital and she had improved enough to…
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50 and a case of writers block
My 50 year reunion didn’t inspire me as much as I had expected. That could explain why it took me over a month before I wrote about it. The other might be that everything I wrote didn’t evolve beyond a sentence or two. Seemed forced or too embellished. Today it came out, good or bad.…
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Busy Body
I knew it had been a “minute” since my last post but was surprised when I saw it was June 14. I had thought about it-even starting several short drafts-but they were never finished. Obviously. I got busy. My current situation has evolved into having four part-time gigs. Funny, for the longest time when I…
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Music and responsibility
My takeaway was live music is alive and well as are the crowds, but I need the venue that I can have a chair.
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50 and counting
It resembles a neon red play doh that floats and divides and stretches into soft angles with absolutely no effort or thought. His birthday is mid-June so it will sit on my desk hypnotising me until then.
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With age comes wisdom…and aches and pains.
One positive is I started eating oatmeal in the mornings which is a good thing right? Maybe it’s the amount of maple syrup that’s the problem…
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Genealogy and my ongoing search
In early 2016, I heard about a genealogy conference called Rootstech to be held in Salt Lake City, Utah. Its location shouldn’t be a huge surprise since the largest source of genealogical records in the world reside here with the LDS Church in their FamilySearch Library. I was finally at a place personally that I…
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Little victories.
50 year high school reunion pending. This is scary. For those of you that have already crossed this threshold I salute you! For reference, if you were “Celebrating” your 50th year reunion in 1973, it means you would have graduated high school in 1923! Shit! How did this happen?
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Gratitude.
My new Patagonia backpack. It is for hiking up the stairs with groceries, not a day hike.
a life always under construction 