Happiness. It's relative.
In 1970, when my grandmother was in her mid-eighties and consigned to a nursing home because of her propensity for falling, my mother and her brother conferred about how to pay for her care. It’s not for me to say they had a variety… Continue Reading “I Haven’t Lost Everything but I Know Someone Who Did”
There’s a deceptively simple answer to this question if I’m interpreting it right. If I lost all my ‘stuff,’ I’d declare victory over downsizing. Then, I’d probably have a party which would require that I buy a bunch of plates and wine glasses and… Continue Reading “Where Did All the Things Go?”
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