Telly gawps and the past tense: Loving and caring for a relative who has alzheimers

It happens slowly at first. You notice little things and you make sense of them, you brush them away with a sort of convoluted logic, not unlike a wish, and you assure yourself it can't really be happening. It is unthinkable, that someone who is so alive, so bright, brighter than almost anyone, could be dimming. Then you notice more things, and what once was unthinkable becomes undeniable, and all you want to do is to stop it, there must be away to stop it! You can't just stand back and watch them changing, can you?


Is it possible to "put down roots" while on the road?

In the past six years my husband and I (and our two pets) have lived in five countries (and I don't mean ones particularly close together). Having never found that mythical place called "home," a few months ago we put our most recent dwelling on the market, and two weeks ago we moved into our motorhome.Yesterday, my father-in-law mentioned he looks forward to us "putting down roots." And so, as I easily do, I'm questioning… What is the benefit I'm missing out on (that I've really never known) of being part of one specific community? Does it exist as an RVer, as an ongoing traveller?


I'm afraid to fall in love with my home

Now I am here. Books are in the bookcases, clothes are in the closet, the dog is being snuggly on the bed. This is already shaping up to be one of the best times of my life, but it's also sad. I'm afraid of falling in love — more afraid than I have ever been of falling in love with a person.


How a fortune cookie taught me to deal with transitions

Small-town Chinese food outings were part of the fabric of my college days. The food was always delicious, regardless of the spelling, especially when flavored by good conversation and laughter. Fortune cookies offered a final opportunity for a smile — especially when followed with "in bed." Once a friend got "Everyone knows you are the best." While that still may be the best fortune, I've come across a contender…


How to have a healthy relationship when one partner is unemployed

My name is Sullie, and my partner and I live below the poverty line. What's more, my partner is unemployed and will likely remain that way for the rest of our lives together. So why am I okay with this? Because my partner's health issues are chronic and difficult to manage. Here are our steps to living below the poverty line on a single income…