Obituary for Ruth Buchanan
a brief history of the life of Ruth Hale Buchanan who lived 101 years.
A Glimpse of Her
My mother is silent, and her system is breaking down now. She is more or less a shell of her old self. A beautiful hollow shell. Her blond head resting on a mound of pillows, her curls renewed by Mr. Eivind earlier yesterday in a home visit. The beauty salon will see her no more. He nails need a new coat of bright pink polish, and that will be done tomorrow. My heart is breaking. She told us so many…
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Manifesting Moon
They say today is the best day for manifesting what you want. It has to do with the full moon in Mercury Retrograde. I don’t understand it. But I believe it is powerful. What I wish I could manifest is a new life for my mother who is 101 and appears to be heading out. There is nothing to do about this. I am helpless and so is everyone else. She is beautiful and comfortable and well-loved. She still kisses…
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Reinventing You!
It is simply never too late. Don’t let anyone, including that little voice in your head, tell you that you have missed your chance. What makes your heart beat faster? Seriously, think about this. Your body may be less flexible, but your mind is wiser. Your hair may be grayer or thinner, but your inner drive is just waiting for you to give it access to the outside world. Your psyche is ripe for a new adventure. Remember Freud and…
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What are Children Being Taught?
Concerns about the way children are being brainwashed today. They are made to feel shamed by our past.
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Dealing with Dementia
difficult to discuss demented parents if siblings are in denial.
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An Evening with Mother
When you have reached the age of 101, many things change. Once important things are discarded. People begin to fade away. They dress in beige, grey or black. Perhaps a navy blue jacket is worn to liven things up. These ladies have “let the old woman in,” as my sister famously quoted. Not every woman allows this. My Mother loves bright color. She dresses every day, in a way that suggests she is about to go to an elegant luncheon….
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Guest Dog and more
I have a visiting dog. Her name is Lulu. That is short for Lucretia Borgia. She is sweet and unassuming and loving. She was sad when her Dad left her here with me. But he (my son in law) had taken the precaution of getting her a new tag with my phone number and address on it. She is well loved at home. And since they must be away for 2 weeks, what better place than at Gramma’s house? She…
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A Post Borrowed
Women Can’t Have It All This post Women Can?t Have It All was originally published on Intellectual Takeout by Annie Holmquist. Oct. 11 marks the International Day of the Girl. An initiative by the United Nations, the Day of the Girl aims to help galvanize worldwide enthusiasm for goals to better girls lives, providing an opportunity for them to show leadership and reach their full potential. Day of the Girl celebrations in the U.S. seek to dismantle the patriarchy and…
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Laying in a Hammock
meditation on laying in a hammock
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If your phone dies?
On Thursday afternoon I was looking up tips for opening remarks on the Internet. I am speaking about Care for the Caregiver this week, and want to make my audience laugh. It is pretty gruesome subject, so laughter is helpful. I found some good information and decided to take a photo of the suggestions that a particular website recommended. And my phone camera works wonderfully for that sort of thing. It is an (almost brand new) 3-month-old Apple iPhone XS….
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Mother wants to party
An homage to my 101 year old mother who loves a party.
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Daughters Day…
Before today I had never heard of it. But apparently it is a real thing. Daughters Day. It will one day be as important as Mothers Day which is a totally “made up” Holiday that has never been very important to me. Every day Mothers give whole heartedly to their children. Every day they love them more than they love themselves. Every second they worry about them when they are small, and as they get bigger the worries grow with…
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My Memory is Pretty Good
Musing about the fact that as I get older I have more to remember than ever before. My memory is better than I thought.
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The Dinner Roll
Dinner at the White House – a parable I borrowed this because I believe it is so important to remember. This was written about President Obama. It seems especially pertentent now.Bonnie B. Matheson by Richard Gleaves Once upon a time, I was invited to the White House for a private dinner with the President. I am a respected businessman, with a factory that produces memory chips for computers and portable electronics. There was some talk that my industry was being…
