December 6, 2015 • Laurie Newbound
I am fifty nine years old and I am losing my mind. Ok, I am not technically losing my mind, at least not yet. I see a therapist irregularly, and she assures me of this.
Of course, she is fifty nine, too, so not sure how much she can be trusted. I just FEEL like I am losing my mind. And, to my defense, I think most of my friends are, too. As defined by Wikipedia, (yes, this is lazy, but it is as good a definition as any) “the SANDWICH GENERATION is a generation of people who care for their aging parents while supporting their own children.” The term was officially added to the Merriam-Webster dictionary in July 2006.
April 27, 2016 • Laurie Newbound
As my mother emerged from her bedroom, she wore an expression I hadn’t seen on her before — panic. She has struggled with anxiety her whole life but right at this moment I could see that what was behind her eyes was raw, animal, adrenaline-fueled fear. She walked especially haltingly, her caregiver Nette by her side, supporting her extremely shaky, stiff gait.
April 20, 2016 • Laurie Newbound
When I was a young woman in my twenties and people would ask me, “How are you?” I would pretty much always answer, “great!,” because that was what was expected. Nobody wants to hear about your fight with your roommate or your problems with your boss, so I lied. Of course I wasn’t always “great” but I gave the answer people wanted to hear.
April 6, 2016 • Laurie Newbound
1. RECORD ALBUMS It’s a niche market, but when the millennial crowd starts buying and playing them, you know it’s not just about nostalgia. I love pulling the record out of its jacket, placing it on the turntable. I know this from doing it at my daughter’s apartment.
2. RECEIVING A REAL CARD Again, this is a niche market, but I am seeing the most wonderful cards at some small but beautifully curated shops where you can buy stationary and gift wrapping.
March 30, 2016 • Laurie Newbound
It was Easter this past Sunday. This particular Sunday I had a planned visit to my parents and didn’t want to go empty handed. Five years ago, I would have brought Peeps and chocolate and maybe even some kind of teacake, and we would have had a lovely tea. But lately, even apart from general health concerns, sweets and particularly chocolate upset their increasingly delicate digestive systems.