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#homealoneinawheelchair

Come now, you who say, ‘Today or tomorrow we will go to such and such a town and spend a year there, doing business and making money.’ Yet you do not even know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a…

 

Rehearsing for a Dowager Role

One week after arthroscopic knee surgery, I have happily graduated from a walker to a cane. Not just any cane—an elegant, old, silver-headed cane that Lev occasionally carried the last years of his life. After his death, I ditched the functional, collapsible, ugly, aluminum cane he preferred but saved his…

 

Home Alone and (Almost) Ambulatory

Home alone. I managed to dodge my greatest fear for almost seven years—being sick at home by myself. Few widows want their children to physically care for them, but the alternatives seem worse to me—a stranger in my house who might rifle through my papers or steal small items, a…

 

Complaining Won’t Change Things

Key 5: Do all things without grumbling or complaining. When I read the Apostle Paul’s admonition, memories of my great-aunt flash before me. She was the original grumbler and complainer, choosing to remain a spinster rather than marry a man who wore the uniform of a New Orleans streetcar conductor….