My siblings and I have divided the tasks that Mom and Dad need to have done, and I took on the paying of the bills. I hate paying my own bills, so somehow there is a cruel irony in the fact that I am now in charge of paying their bills as well. And let […]
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The news from there
Mom and Dad are now in Assisted Living. Together. Hooray. The past few months have been a whirlwind of sorting, storing, clearing, tossing, and donating about 65 years of accumulated stuff belonging to my parents. Getting their current house ready to be sold. Getting mail forwarded to Ohio so bills can be paid. Sending out […]
Lost in the continuum
My son, who just finished his first year in college, is living at home this summer. It feels weird and uncomfortable and horribly limiting. He knows he is almost 19, but every now and again he feels as if he is only 13. Even though he can come and go as he pleases, it is […]
Driving Mom
Took Mom to a doctor’s appointment in Portland today. A vascular surgeon, in fact. She was anxious and worried and she hurt. To pass the time during the drive, and I think to give the illusion of feeling chipper and carefree, she read the street signs outloud as we drove. Every. single. one of them. […]
