It’s been a shocking 993 days since my last post. (Thank you all for staying with me, and a special thanks to those who’ve subscribed recently.) So much has happened in that L-O-N-G length of […]

My mom’s favorite movie had to be “Sound of Music.” It always seemed to be on Sunday nights, so we’d race home from church to watch it. Those songs are like my childhood soundtrack. So, […]

Idioms are a funny thing. You hear them all your life, never really thinking about them much. Then an expression’s used in a context that stops you, well, dead in your tracks. In the last […]

Part of the One Brave Cowgirl Creed is: “It Is What It Is.”  Frankly, believing that when it comes to dementia (or any part of life, for that matter) is sometimes like pushing a mule […]

This is going to sound crazy, but I didn’t think it’d be this hard. I mean…hadn’t I gone through all sorts of anticipatory grief during Mom’s years with dementia? Somehow, I thought that entitled me […]

“Nothing and everything has changed.” After Mom died, a friend sent this sentence to me in a long email about death, loss, and how to keep moving. She’s an expert at it, I’d say, after […]

We had a terrific storm last week. When I came downstairs the next morning and saw the sun trying to peek out from behind the clouds, guess what song popped into my head? That’s right: […]

I’m writing this with a very sore finger. I smashed it during my last caregiver meltdown. I’ll spare you the details, but let’s just say I should never be left alone with a set of […]

I had the most phenomenal experience this past week. I met an alien species: an 83-year old with a memory and the capacity to travel the world alone. As if that isn’t shocking enough, she […]

A few weeks ago, I went to hear The Minimalists, Joshua Fields Millburn and Ryan Nicodemus, talk about their new book,  Everything That Remains. I listened as Joshua read an emotional chapter dealing with boxing up his mom’s […]