My grandmother never drove during most of her married life. Her husband was a car lover and did all the driving. That was until one day he purchased an old station wagon for his wife to drive while she was down on Cape Cod with the kids. It was ...

At Greater Boston Home Health Care Services, we pride ourselves on being LGBT-Friendly and gender affirming. We recognize the importance of ensuring that LGBT-Seniors are not only able to access the care and services they need, but feel welcome and safe ...

  I was in Milwaukee, seated lazily on the couch in my apartment while my friend and I waited for my roommate to get ready. In between small-talk, my friend mentioned his Polish ancestry and how his Grandmother had come over from Poland. When I ...

Whoever’s idea it was to get my grandmother an iPhone was going to pay dearly. She was sitting at the table seated next to my mother yelling at Siri, as if the automated voice would listen to her angry instructions to be quiet. I’m sure it’s a ...

It never seems like there’s enough time in life. Unfortunately, it’s not until time is expired that we realize it. How many moments were wasted? How many moments did we spend in anger or ambivalence? How many times did we attend to a task but were ...

Every morning before leaving for work, I walked down the same apartment stairs. As I edged closer to the first floor, without fail, every day the soothing and melodic sounds of Glenn Miller would begin to fill my ears. The music grew louder until it ...

This is the second in a series of blogs in honor of Memorial Day. How do you properly convey the story of someone you never met? Whose experiences and memories you only know about from what was handed down to you. My grandfather, Walter Sheridan, passed ...

“You can’t hide an eating disorder from someone who has one.” These were the words said to me while I gazed out a window into the bone-chillingly cold Milwaukee night. The glow of the street lights softly illuminated that stretch of West Wisconsin ...

Living a Life of No Regrets: A Reflection and Response to Carolyn Rosenblatt’s Article My grandmother’s eyes always sparkled with laughter, even after surviving a stroke, her kindness never diminished. She exuded love and lived for her family. She ...

Home Modifications Imagine the situation: your loved one is coming home from the hospital after an extended stay, and you find yourself overwhelmed by the thoughts of all the daily tasks that are suddenly almost impossible for your loved one to ...