I wasn’t with him when my husband, Dennis, passed away at 12:10 a.m. on May 2, 2021. I got the news on my cell phone. I heard about my father’s passing in the same way, so I knew what I had to do. I dressed quickly and drove to the memory care facility where he had been for only eight days.
Our whole lives, we’ve been fed a story. Go to school, get a good job, raise a family — and then when you’re 65, you can retire and do what you want. Take a moment to think about how crazy that sounds. And yet, that’s the script most people live by.
Christmas is a time for family, tradition, and making memories. This month, I’d like to share a personal story from my past. I hope it will give you a smile and bring to mind some of your priceless memories of Christmas gone by.
November is National Gratitude Month, which obviously has a connection to Thanksgiving Day. Regardless, it feels like an appropriate time for this blog, particularly in light of a story I just wrote about a young Navy veteran.
Under the category of “knowledge is power” I figure one thing I can do with this blog is pass along nuggets of useful information that can benefit all of us.