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The gifts of maturity are many. Having lived a generous number of years means I can look back and say “I lived through that, I can live through this.” I’ve learned to be easier on myself, though I’m sometimes ashamed of how hard I am on others. The alternatives to aging aren’t attractive anyhow, and...

Like many other chronic illnesses, Alzheimers has a mysterious rhythm of good days and bad, but gradually what you used to consider a very bad day becomes the norm. The good days are now a pleasant surprise, but Mom's not able to string many of them together anymore. I've read a few books--memoirs...

I overslept this morning, but was out of bed with coffee in hand by 6:00. I had my boy up, fed, bathed, dressed and walked to school by 7:35. By 7:45 I was home again, and getting ready for work. Again this morning I tried very hard to get to work by 8:30 instead of 9:00, but 8:50 was the best I could...

"Marry in haste; repent in liesure." This from my sister, my confidant. I won't go into all the gruesome details, but having adult stepkids is hard, hard, hard. The fact that my husband raised them alone for 13 years after his divorce makes it harder. Eight years into our marriage, they...