I am from Houston and have many friends and family there so I’ve been glued to news reports about Hurricane Harvey. Many pictures show people wading through waist-deep water clutching their pets. I saw one woman floating with her poodle on an air mattress and a man carrying his large dog across his shoulders. I was so relieved to see the valiant rescuers making room in their boats and trucks for the animals. Those of us who love our pets consider them family members. I can’t imagine how heartbreaking it would be to have to leave them behind. (more…)
I was standing in a checkout line when I heard a man talking loudly on his cell phone. “Remind me never to come shopping with my mother again!” he was complaining to his hapless listener. I looked around and saw the elderly woman who was the subject of his diatribe. She was moving slowly and dawdling over her selections as he stood scowling and impatiently tapping his foot. I felt a rush of compassion for her and hoped she hadn’t heard his boorish comments. I wondered what he had to do that was so important and thought how much I would give to have the chance to go shopping with my mother again. (more…)
This dreary January day finds me in Houston helping a long-time friend complete her move to a smaller home. Sally is downsizing because she recently had to move her husband, ravaged by the effects of dementia for several years, to a safer environment. It has been a difficult transition for her not only because she is adjusting to living alone again but also because she has had to shed so many possessions. (more…)
I was 32 when my father died after a long struggle with cancer. Because he was ill for so long we had time to spend together saying what needed to be said. In essence, we grieved his death together. After he was gone I missed him terribly but my attention turned to meeting the needs of my mother and helping her adjust to life as a widow. When she died suddenly 11 years later I was totally unprepared for the devastating sense of loss I experienced. It wasn’t that I loved my mother more than I loved my dad. It was because it suddenly hit me that I was no longer anyone’s daughter. I was an orphan. (more…)
I’ll bet you thought this post was about the funeral industry, didn’t you? Nope. Maybe that will be a topic for another day if anyone is interested but today I want to talk about taking care of business before you die. (more…)
In a 2012 survey conducted by the Allianz Academy of Legacies, Baby Boomers were asked to rank their priorities when it comes to passing down an inheritance.This demographic ranked passing down family history and stories as far more important than leaving financial assets to heirs. Why then have so few people made provisions for this in their will or estate plan?
I don’t need advertisers to remind me of Mother’s Day. It’s a holiday I could never forget. It was the last day I would get to spend with my mother. (more…)