Avoiding Caregiver Burnout
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*The Son had to be at Work by 5:00 a.m. at his Store Today so I drove him,
even tho' Tonight I'm working at the Antique Mall from 4:00 p.m. to 9:00
p.m...
An Posting from the Past, Dec. 1, 1939
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I have, in the past, written of my Father and the year he was born; that
year was 1903. (As a note: he married very late in life).
My dear sister has be...
The Dreamboats Band in Palm Springs, California
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Pat and I used to visit Palm Springs every February for Modernism Week.
Sadly this annual holiday came to an end with both COVID and me taking care
of ...
East of Eden
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By John Steinbeck
Looking over my library history, I see that I’ve been picking at East of
Eden for two and half years. While I have a desire to read g...
The Waiting
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It's safe to say I've become invested in Violet (but you probably already
knew that). I care about what happens to her, but I also like her. I think
she ...
Good Fire, Bad Fire
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I’d been toying with the idea for maybe a month. Occasionally I’d find
myself browsing pharmacies online, catalogues of laxatives, looking for
something I...
Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Dad
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*Growing up in our household was like a roller coaster ride, what with slow
suspenseful climbs, ups & downs, twists & turns, and brain-rattling rails
and...
2 comments:
Please watch your self...
I do want to visit, not come to a funeral.
Tell RO to kiss it daily, so it will heal fast
tommy
Yikes! Be careful. What would I do without your blog???
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