A few months ago, my dad, who was 91 years old, passed before my eyes. It is hard to imagine that he was there for my first breath, and I was there with him for his last. More >>
We escaped from Hungary in late 1945 with the Communist army just a few miles from our door. A makeshift train had been quickly assembled by a band of patriots including my father... More >>
In 2003 my mother was diagnosed with Alzheimer's. My younger sister, who lived in another state, tried to provide the right care for her and my Dad... More >>
As I watch my second daughter (out of three) prepare for her high school graduation, I began thinking of the years I've spent raising our girls. More >>
My mother passed away at only 62 years of age after a 15 month battle with Lou Gehrig's Disease. It was horrible watching my independent, loving mother become more and more dependent... More >>
At 89 years of age, my dad had already had a couple of life-threatening episodes before he broke his hip and went to live at a nursing home. He always held high hopes of going back home to live... More >>
Your advice has stuck with me and I have found your words to be more valuable as I mature. I am so excited to say that I am getting married soon... More >>