In olden times when we all lived in villages and communities. Not suburbs or vertical spaces in neighborhoods where nobody knows your name. In them olden days the village gathered around the dying. Supporting those left behind. Now, well the odds of dying alone is a parlay bet on Fanduel.
Read moreChained to My New Reality
I'm residing on a new continuum. It's my current state as I speed towards an expiration date. The two points on this new continuum are "Nothing Matters" and "I Don't Care". I feel chained to this with no Houdini like skills to escape. I pull and pull at the chains holding me in this state of being to no avail. Or maybe I just don't care and this is what it is. I weight the way and the what for's of this moment. Hard to say with any certainty why but, I can hazard some guesses.
Read moreEpidemic of Loneliness, Despair, & Suicide in The Elderly
I was living, barely, devoid of meaning after Donna died. I was part of the epidemic of loneliness and despair. I didn’t know when I went though that writing exercise there is more behind this than just my grief journey.
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