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Saturday was one of those gems that pop up unexpected. As often happens I came across something early in the day that set the table for what was to follow. On Facebook a friend lamented about how we have strayed … Continue reading
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I absolutely cannot afford to be angry. Two people are dependent on my wellness, which in turn depends on refraining from anger. I am most aware of the links between anger and cognitive decline, but the health impacts of anger … Continue reading
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On Election Day a companion for Cindy canceled, leaving me no opportunity to vote. As my last post makes clear, this hardly bothered me. As a student of our social systems since 2005 I knew better than to think our … Continue reading
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With New England weather you never know. I recall one January when the temperature reached 70 degrees and there was a rattlesnake sighting. There is a possibility we could still take a pedicab out for a spin before next spring, … Continue reading
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People tell me I’m lucky to have Cindy. People tell me Cindy is lucky to have me. People tell me we are lucky to have each other. I appreciate these comments for why they were made and what they really … Continue reading
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Maybe the slight change in our routine caused this to happen. I went downstairs to brew the coffee, then came back up to snuggle with Cindy a bit before getting her day started. I climbed out of bed and went … Continue reading
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Our house has wide open passages between all the rooms except one: the kitchen. To go from the kitchen to anywhere else in the house warrants single file only. As with most homes the main action occurs in the kitchen. … Continue reading
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Dottie Satherlie is a 92 year old wonder who comes to visit Cindy on Wednesday mornings. Caring for others is nothing new for her. Dottie and husband Ken founded a school here in town for special needs children. She cared … Continue reading
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I was five years old at the time and hardly knew my oldest brother Pete existed. I did not know his real name was Leon Sinclair, named after our Dad. Considering he was nineteen years older there was no time … Continue reading
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We enter the bank to get some cookies (available on Fridays) and one of the tellers calls out “Hi, Cindy!” Next we are at the post office to get the mail; Cindy standing in the middle of the room with … Continue reading
