It's been 2 weeks since my mama left this earth. The last 14 days have been a whirlwind of making arrangements for her memorial and burial, of rearranging the house just enough for Dad's comfort without losing her personal touches, of being with family.
The first part of life without Mom is behind me. Now I
Tag: Gentog
I recently wrote an article for the Newberg Graphic Insiders Column called Reminisce With Me. It offers suggestions on how to spend quality time with someone you love that lives with dementia.
Some of my favorite memories with my Gram were times that we sat together and looked through photos on my iPad. Sometimes they were
We now have a Parkinson's Club at Gentog. This is specifically for people with PD that attend our program. We spend a couple of days a week at Gentog, giving us a place to be and giving our spouses some time for themselves. Since we're already here and participating in games and exercise and visiting,
[caption id="attachment_92" align="alignnone" width="300"] Is there a treasure in that pocket, Grandpa Bob?[/caption]
Before Gentog opened it's doors it was a dream. It took several months of planning to figure out what kind of business Murt and I would build. We knew we wanted to do it, but it was scary to leave the security of
We've been open for 28 months now. There are so many stories to tell. Funny stories. Sad stories. Heartwarming tales from our intergenerational activities. So how best to tell them?
I guess it's time to jump into the world of blogging. People who are interested can read. Murt and I can share our stories. Perhaps we'll