Cozy

Cozy

One of my favorite things to do on cold mornings is to wake up in bed and stay there, warm and thankful to be where I am. I think about my bed and how it holds me all night long. How my sheets and blankets have just the right amount of heft to make me feel tucked in...
More Massages, More Oddities

More Massages, More Oddities

In December, back for another massage, I followed up with Becky, the massage therapist. Here’s what I learned: ✨At the time of the incident of the lights, the ceiling lights were off and the salt table lamp was on. ✨Not only did the salt lamp in our room go out, the...
My Mom Loves Jigsaw Puzzles

My Mom Loves Jigsaw Puzzles

As dementia steals from my mother, it leaves gifts. She’s no longer pretending to be what she thinks she’s supposed to be. She’s just being. My mom loves jigsaw puzzles. If you were to visit, if she liked you, she would raise her eyebrows and ask, “Would you like to...
Different Orchid, Same Story

Different Orchid, Same Story

My orchid is at it again. Not the one that dropped its petals last time, the other one. I was sitting in my big chair (where I’m sitting now) when I noticed wrinkly petals on the smaller orchid’s only stalk. I bent toward the plant and saw bright green new bud tips...
From SAD to Sid

From SAD to Sid

Seeing how ‘TROULE’ de-fanged ‘TROUBLE,’ I’m experimenting with another word. I believe I have SAD, Seasonal Affective Disorder, because when the sun becomes rare and the days get cold, I feel chilly and watery. Sure I have one of those...
Jule Kucera