Your life as a caregiver has been consumed with caring for the physical, emotional and spiritual life of someone you loved. But now your caregiving days are over, hopefully, because they have been restored to
My mother was born into a privileged life, having a chauffeur, cooks, maids and nannies, with summers in Italy, beautiful homes in Long Island, NY and Florida, apartments in San Remo and Manhattan. Yet her
It had been a cool spring, a strong breeze was gently caressing our skin where the Florida sun had warmed us. Mom and I had settled on the back porch, her with her scotch and
“He who learns must suffer and even in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart. In our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful