old age | old age
May.08.2012
I am glad to be back home. It was a good holiday with dad.
Initially, he didn’t think the trip was long enough but in the end ten days was just right.
We accomplished everything he wanted to do leaving a few extra days for walking and just breathing in the cool and crisp air of San Francisco...
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Jul.09.2011
Dad has trouble saying what he feels, thus changes his mind often. One minute it’s a yes and no sooner than the next minute it’s no. This can go back and forth many times over one situation. I have grown used to it and just go along with every yes or no until the verdict is in.
The phone rang...
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Apr.06.2011
On Monday at noon thirty the snow was up to the eaves of the cabin located at 8200 feet in the Sierra Nevada of California. Getting to the generator house was a half hour endeavour. The covers on the wood pile were buried. You couldn't see the bridge railings because the drifts were a good...
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Dec.03.2010
For a variety of reasons, I've been contemplating the end of life just as I inch past the middle of it. I'm not having a morbid attack, really. It's just that friends have been sick--one just having surgery for a cancer proved completely curable--and friends' parents are growing feeble, breaking...
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Jul.26.2010
Inventing a Life
Yesterday I went to visit an old friend who is 87 now and mostly stays close to home. She moves about with a cane and is in pain a lot of the time but her mind is as sharp as ever and her memory is filled with the most remarkable things. I visit her every few weeks or so not out...
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Jun.12.2010
What a weird topic... For one thing, despite the fact that I'm 62, I neither look nor feel old. My mustache/goatee is completely white, and yet when people first meet me, they think I'm in my forties (and often flat-out don't believe me when I tell them my true age).
Is this any consolation? ...
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Jun.09.2010
Why do we want to be old when we are young and young when we are old? The age-old question goes.
The best part about aging is I get better at what I love to do, I care less about what other people think, and laugh when I remember being told in my 20s not to trust anyone over 30. Now I want to tell...
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May.06.2010
Back in the early 1990’s, Sam, a family friend with Alzheimer’s slipped undetected out the door of his nursing home and wandered into a freezing winter night. He was found the next day, dead from hypothermia, at the edge of a stream. A charming, bright-eyed man who’d never lost his deep southern...
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Dec.01.2009
For just a moment I thought I glimpsed you as you might be when you are old
when a tentative shuffle commands your gait and a slight paunch emanates 'neath a grey fleece designed to block out the freeze
a glimpse too of when my shadow no longer walks beside yours and you are but a lone figure on a...
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Nov.12.2009
When I am an old woman, I shall wear wine-dark velvet
in a retrospective style,
with plumed hat, tilted at a rakish angle
and toss off a brandy in one go.
And quaff champagne because the sun is shining,
or the rain won't go away...
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