Category: Elder Education

Where do you go where people know you?

Published August 6, 2018

Visiting my 88-year-old mother is part of my weekly rhythm. I don’t know what she’ll remember about dad or our long history together. That is no longer distressing as it makes for good improv. Whatever my mother says I can say, “Yes and… “ and run with it. There is one string of thought, however, that can be relied on. That happens when my mother remembers the house, her house now my house. It is…

Hold that elevator! An Elder Edventure

Published February 2, 2017

The doors opened, we got in, and turned around. Suddenly we heard a very loud and authoritative, “Hold that elevator!” As the doors hung open, a white-haired, wheel-chaired, older gentleman scooted towards us astonishingly quickly and efficiently with his feet. Zip! and he was in the elevator. It had been a late-night visit with my mother at her assisted-living community. Mom had a broken hip, and we were checking in on the newly hired…