Tag: Hope
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What Remains
Despite the fact that I have lived more of my life away from my hometown, home is still home and the ties will forever remain. While we visited family this week, we did what has become a custom, the “cemetery tour,” paying brief respects to our loved ones no longer physically with us. Someone commented…
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Precious Gifts
I would be the first to admit that I have no artistic ability. Oh, I know what I like and I have strong opinions about how I think that things should look but when it comes to creating beautiful objects or art, that is well beyond me. The closest I come to a creative pursuit…
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Moments
I remember, as a child, coming to the realization that a moment would never happen again, that each experience in life was unique and non-repeatable. I am sure that followed the first losses I experienced, of my uncle and then my aunt about six months apart, when I was 10. My father was devastated at…
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You and Me
When my brother was alive, there were more than a few times that I called him and said, with great agitation, “Oh my God, I think I am turning into Dad!” This was no compliment to our father, believe me. It was me seeing Dad’s over-anxious, over-worrying, high strung qualities in both my thoughts and…
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What Defines Us
If you were asked to define yourself in a single paragraph, what would you say? How would you distill the essence of who you are into a few sentences? This paragraph needs to be more than the simple declarative sentences that begin with “I am,” rather it is a look deeper at what made you…
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And Why?
Today was the Israel Day parade in New York City. For the third year in a row, I had the privilege of accompanying both assisted living and nursing home residents, along with staff and some volunteers, on this march down Fifth Avenue. As has been the case as long as we have been involved, we…
With a Full Heart 