This haphazard nostalgia-on-the-fly situation creates a lot of little Happiness Pockets for me to stick my hands into without giving me the opportunity to get focused on things that can turn into Unhappiness Pockets.
I was honored. The mantra of Memory Care is: Be in their reality. Thus, I held out my arms as if to receive an actual infant.
For whatever reason, as soon as I decided to go back to blogging on Word Press, the fine people who have been kind enough to […]
Friday means the weekend is here. It also means I am worn out. Here’s why, times five. 8:40 – Arrive to work a little late […]
So I’ve been trying to resurrect and sort of fluff up my on-line presence, and this has proved to be tedious and frustrating and will […]
Because I’m an “old person” I will freely admit that I had a blog a long time ago that I updated faithfully for something like […]
I can’t remember what blogging involves or whether any money can be made from it. It seems like there used to be a lot of […]