My Christmas Gift to You

When I was a kid, the Sears catalog that came before Christmas was called the Wish List Catalog. It was big and thick and filled with marvelous color-filled pages of wonderful toys and games. We would dog-ear the pages that had things we wanted Santa to bring us, and show our parents so they could tell Santa.

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(c) vetre/dollarphotoclub

I’m older now, and the Sears Wish List catalog doesn’t come any more.  Now our family has a tradition of exchanging gifts and opening them one at a time.  As you would imagine, it takes quite a while. 

Visiting My Own Grave

When my husband died, we did not have a cemetery plot. After all, we were young and not expecting to die yet. And now here I was without a clue about what to do. My family, being the practical people we are, met together and decided that we would all buy plots next to each other at the cemetery in my home town, where my parents still live. Not only that, but we also bought the stones all at once and had them installed. All our gravestones are in the cemetery with our names and birth dates. 

(c) Kathleen Thompson

(c) Kathleen Thompson

The only thing missing is our death dates. 

Episode 007: The Power of Music [podcast]

Music has incredible power to awaken people with dementia, reduce pain, teach, and diminish emotional distress. Here’s how you can use music can enhance your life.  

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