“This is elder abuse!” Some staffer exclaimed, barging into an examining room at my mother’s HMO. My mother was waiting…
Probate doesn’t end in a way that calls for marking the occasion. In my case anyway, it looks to be…
My mother often expressed her support for the right of terminal patients to end their own lives, sometimes saying she’d…
My parents both gave generously to nonprofit organizations, and those organizations were very generous with the “free gifts” often packaged…
When I moved into my mother’s house, I cleared out the front bedroom that she’d been using the way people…
One of my mother’s friends was featured on a TV show about hoarding. To this day, if you try to…
“So that’s your mother’s gift drawer,” said a dealer who’d come to my mother’s house to see what furniture, collectibles,…
My mother, a frustrated artist, turned her suburban home into her own personal museum. She painted most of the walls…
My mother is still alive on countless telemarketing lists, whether from robocalls or human salespersons. It’s bad enough I get…
Getting my mother to stop procrastinating and make a decision, any decision, about her estate, was a “someday” task for…