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Endings & Beginnings
We pour our bodies into familiar seats at one end of the bar, our favorite place to sit as it’s
Years ago my mother was visiting from Long Island. With fanfare she rarely called into action, she said, “I brought
We’re not quite to the end yet, but this year has been life-changing. Learning a simpler, more meaningful way to
This week I buried my mother. I’m grateful she’s no longer imprisoned by dementia, but sad our mother-daughter relationship was
Mother weighs less than 90 pounds. She hasn’t walked in over a year, and her leg muscles are drawn into
Today I sit with mother in the beauty shop at her dementia facility. It’s become more difficult to make out
Deborah Kaercher is one of my favorite women. We met a few years ago when I was shooting a television
