I Hope Happiness IS Contagious
Friends and regular readers of my writing here and at Lipsticking know that I’m going through some major adjustments with my mother. Fiercely independent. Unwilling to ask for help. Unwilling to accept help. Well, that explains me…but it also explains why my mom ended up where she is…in an assisted living home here in Albuquerque, with multiple major ailments. So sad. Too late. She simply can’t live alone anymore. (She’d HATE my telling you this. She considers someone asking her where she went to high school a major invasion of privacy (!?) More about that – generational differences and various conceptions of social interaction in another post.) All that said, Mom is doing amazingly well, adjusting to living with seven other women, in a city she never liked, in a home she didn’t choose,...
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