Pot Party At 72?

Pot Party At 72?

Can you believe I was invited to a pot party at 72? Today I experienced a first. I was invited to a pot party. Not just any party, a high school reunion party. It started out harmless. One kind fellow from my high school offered his beautiful home to host a Southern...
Aging in the Time of the Silver Tsunami

Aging in the Time of the Silver Tsunami

A recent client of mine, Stacey, was ambivalent about seeking help for her mother, Catherine. She wasn’t sure how to approach the issue. Stacey, a busy mom herself with four kids, a husband and a side career didn’t have time to deal with what was developing with her...
Speeding in the Slow Lane – Lessons in Vulnerability

Speeding in the Slow Lane – Lessons in Vulnerability

I have a breaking point of sorts. When life gets me down and there are too many things that are beyond my scope, I seem to have a peculiar knack (not a huge knock-down- drag-out), rather a ridiculous marshmallow pillow fight of a melt down and get myself into a bit of...
Holiday Health for Seniors

Holiday Health for Seniors

The holidays are filled with many opportunities for people of all ages to create beautiful memories as they gather with family and friends. This season also brings a few challenges for staying healthy, especially for our beloved senior citizens. This year, consider...
Sex, Drugs, & Senior Behavioral Health Challenges

Sex, Drugs, & Senior Behavioral Health Challenges

Aging is as natural as sunlight. Still, during 99% of human history, most humans did not live past the age of forty due to primitive technologies, sciences and medicines. Today, aging past 65 may is no longer a novel act. According to the Hamilton Project, more than...
Ode to My Younger Self

Ode to My Younger Self

At 72, I look back on my life and here are 13 things I might tell my younger self: You will make mistakes. These are guideposts for new beginnings. Be gentle with your soul. Life and death are inextricably tied. Thus is an okay phenomena. Do not be fearful. You will...
On Death: Ruminations on the grief process

On Death: Ruminations on the grief process

Nothing prepared me for April 20, 1996. It was the day after Easter, a supposed time of resurrection and goodness. Instead, my husband was pronounced dead after experiencing a heart attack and sliding his brand new Infiniti into the center divide on the highway near...
Substance abuse and aging: Are my retired parents addicted?

Substance abuse and aging: Are my retired parents addicted?

This article originally appeared on AddictionBlog.org Grandparents: What’s A Daughter/ Son To Do? My mother taught me how to swoosh into a room on a wave of casual chic while holding a whiskey. The issue? I was only 8-years-old, terribly overweight, and had none of...