Help My Senior

Easing the struggle of the family caregiver

What I found when I ran into Brad

What I found when I ran into Brad

A fresh morning jog amid swaying trees can mean a lot to an older runner. The sparkling dew brushes against your shoes. The cool fresh air awakens your cheeks. You might even see a deer prancing away in fright. It can all recall to mind memories of years ago, as well...
“I Knew Him Thirty Years Ago”

“I Knew Him Thirty Years Ago”

Years ago I remember my dad exclaiming, “I knew him thirty years ago.” He had been talking about an old friend he had known back home. I don’t remember the occasion for his saying this. Maybe he came across his obituary. … so much time had passed since knowing his...