A Little Girl in Cuba. A Purpose.

A little girl in Cuba, Yordielis, is my next.  I have written often about my sweet Jean as my adopted grandmother, how we met 22 years ago at my first job out of college. Jean was age 68 and I was 23.  I held onto her over the years, loved her and cared for her...

Reflections on the Farm. Time. Life.

Do we see ourselves as we really are? As a mirror opposite? Or do we see ourselves as we want to?  Does the shiny surface of the water match what is beneath the surface? Reflecting about experiences is life. Hopefully we take time to learn something about ourselves,...

My Sweet Jean. Let Me Be What She Needs.

“Let me be what my sweet Jean needs.” This is what I asked for last year.  Being a medical power of attorney for someone in declining health is humbling. I say this because I was in awe of the generous hearts and care I saw provided to my 89-year old Jean...

My Sweet Jean. Dementia: Do You Know It?

Coming to visit you on the morning after Christmas Day 2015 I asked how you are.  You say, “Well, not too good, I can’t find Lorene.”  Moment of truth for me: Lorene is Jean’s sister who died 22 years prior. Will telling her straight cause her new pain?  No time for...

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