What are we to make of who we are now, who we have become after years of becoming who we are? Are we who we think we are? Are we who others think we are? Are we some combination of what we have learned and experienced? How have our values, beliefs and actions formed and
I have been thinking a lot lately, along with some other folks, why I write, what I write about, what my intentions are and what, if any, difference it makes. I hear back from some readers and subscribers enough that reinforces my continuing to take the time and make the effort to pen something at
(Featured photo: Courtesy of Beth Macdonald) For those of us in our later years, we know what Atul Gawande means as he documents the importance of the quality of life in his book, “Mortality: Medicine and What Matters in the End” Atul talked with Juergen Bludau, a geriatrician, who told him the job of any
I shared some bits in this blog previously, notably in ‘Life, Death and In Between” published December 11, 2023. There are glad surprises and sad surprises. This post is mostly about ones that are sad, so I promise that the next post will be about glad surprises. The reality is that life is full
N.B. Some of the experiences below have been posted previously. I hope it’s obvious why I am sharing them again. Yesterday was the 3rd “anniversary” of that awful day at the Capitol in Washington, D, C. I do not need to see another video as a reminder of the threat posed by illegal, destructive behaviors.
Another “new” year, one after the other, Marked by a special moment in time; Measured in some way, even celebrated. Once we turned the page on a hanging wall calendar Or in a day timer, diary or log Now some digital device gives us day, date and time. Effortless, without even needing to Remember anything.
