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The love of my parents for one another!

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Three Lessons in the Art of Love
Tuesday, November 01, 2005 to Saturday, October 31, 2015
When he was in his early eighties, my father taught me about the possible depths of his love. I knew my parents had a fine relationship but I never realized how much my father adored my mother. There was little hint of his admiration and passion in their visible every day relationship. Only after my mother sank into Alzheimer’s did my grief-worn father reveal his immeasurable love. Oh he didn’t talk about his feelings: he was, after all, a WWII veteran and a man raised to stoically endure for the sake of his family. But he showed me his devotion every day. Lesson I: “Is ...continued...
  • By: Deborah   Shouse
  • Sunday, November 15, 2015, 6:37:00 PM
  • updated: Sunday, November 15, 2015 6:53:00 PM
The Ways the Cookies Crumble
Tuesday, November 01, 2005 to Saturday, October 31, 2015
I set my briefcase on my gritty kitchen counter and traced the raised gold lettering on the thick ivory card. “You are Invited to a Holiday Cookie Party,” the note read. The invitation was from a fascinating, creative, high–powered executive I had met several months ago. I was surprised and thrilled that she had invited me to such a gathering. Each woman would bring a batch of home-baked cookies, she wrote. We would then get to sample all the cookies and bring a bag of treats home to our families. I adored the idea of getting to bring my teenage dau ...continued...
  • By: Deborah   Shouse
  • Sunday, November 15, 2015, 6:58:00 PM
  • updated: Sunday, November 15, 2015 7:00:00 PM
Six Tips for Surviving the Holiday Season When a Loved One Has Dementia
Thursday, November 12, 2015 to Sunday, November 22, 2015
Six Tips for Surviving the Holiday Season When a Loved One Has Dementia Normally, Thanksgiving was my favorite holiday, a time our family gathered together at my Kansas City home. But that November, my stomach clenched at the thought of our traditional Thursday evening meal. My mother had Alzheimer’s and the holiday would be different. I felt alone but of course I wasn’t: there were 15 million family/friend caregivers helping the five million Americans who have dementia. I’d been through my initial storm of denial and grief. I felt I’d been coping we ...continued...
  • By: Deborah   Shouse
  • Sunday, November 22, 2015, 9:30:00 AM
  • updated: Sunday, November 22, 2015 9:41:00 AM

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