Category: Parenting

HAPPINESS GUARANTEED OR YOUR LIFE BACK. STEP 1: BRAINWASHING

HAPPINESS GUARANTEED OR YOUR LIFE BACK.  STEP 1: BRAINWASHING
Before you get carried away with scenes out of the Manchurian Candidate or imagine I’m recruiting you into a secret cult by zapping your mind with subliminal images secretly inserted within this post, slow down, this is not about me changing your way of thinking against your will. It’s about reviewing the attitudes and beliefs... Read more »

I've never been so ready to die, and so intensely glad to be alive

I've never been so ready to die, and so intensely glad to be alive
This is not a paradox. To the contrary, dying well and living well are correlated as tightly as a magical yin and yang amulet. As I grew older, I came to see how these seemingly contrary energies were complementary and interconnected. Life evolved into an equation: the closer to dying the more precious every hour... Read more »

Reconciling to the reality that the love you feel, is not felt in return

Reconciling to the reality that the love you feel, is not felt in return
The dagger is plunged without mercy, piercing the heart. Defying your Minister of Security, you have left battlements and palisades behind and revealed yourself, naked, vulnerable, all defenses down. The wound is near fatal. The scenarios can vary. You are besotted with love for the man/woman of your wildest dreams. You are the prodigal child... Read more »
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I’m 86 years old and fifty years from now I’ll be having Thanksgiving dinner at my granddaughter’s house

I’m 86 years old and fifty years from now I’ll be having Thanksgiving dinner at my granddaughter’s house
This is not a headline about spiking the stuffing with a psychotropic. It’s about the focus of this blog, cheating death by doing the things that give life joy and meaning. For me, of all the holidays we celebrate throughout the year, Thanksgiving is the one with the most… how shall I say it, sentimientos... Read more »

The beginning of the journey from the head to the heart

The beginning of the journey from the head to the heart
One hundred and thirty-plus posts have appeared since “Cheating Death: How to add years of joy and meaning to life,” became part of the ChicagoNow blogosphere. For the growing number of new subscribers who have added their names to the email circulation, here is a repeat of post number one, providing some insight into how... Read more »

I am called out. I make amends. I’m not perfect.

I am called out.  I make amends.  I’m not perfect.
As we grow old we become wise, and if we’re not careful, a tad sanctimonious. I offer a polite guffaw to that upshot. I am far from perfect and if I present myself as such, the tumble will be Jack and Jill-ian. I have the bruises to make the point. At lunch with a dear... Read more »
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A snap of the finger and a lifetime has vanished

Every detail of the day my sister died is etched indelibly in my memory. Twenty years have traveled by on my life’s continuum yet I can recall the event as if it were yesterday. How can that be? How does one simply blink an eye and wake up twenty years later? I blink again and... Read more »

I’ve seen the future and it surprised the cynicism out of me

Over the past three days I escorted a group of teens from the Duluth, Minnesota area around our city. They were visiting under the auspices of the TRIO Program, an educational initiative started fifty years ago by the Johnson administration to level the playing field for high school kids from low-income communities. We visited college... Read more »

Dying with a hole in my heart

The idea behind “Cheating Death” is not particularly complicated. As you confront each loss that subtracts from the quality of your life go behind the surface and give it the old switcheroo. Can’t run up the stairs without huffing and puffing? Well, pause on the way and notice all the little miracles of life that... Read more »
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The annual holiday emotions

A post on Thanksgiving Day should be a slam dunk. Conjure up the Norman Rockwell painting, make up a list of all the things we’re thankful for and dig into the turkey and cranberry sauce. That’s the sermon we’re accustomed to, but realistically it may be less than the truthful narrative that takes place on... Read more »