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All I Want For Christmas Is…

December 1st, 2005

kay, that title may not be original, but my idea is. Hold on to your stocking stuffers\’ people cause I have a whopper of an idea for Christmas this year. I\’ve been giving this gift buying-running-to-the-mall-fighting-the-crowds-going-into-debt-and-cooking-for-the-multitudes thing, a lot of thought. What say this year we reverse the roles? Hmm? I mean, who says that kids should get all the neat toys and gifts under the tree, anyway? And what about the best candy always going in THEIR stockings? Exactly WHO made up these rules? I know I didn\’t. You? More than likely, it was someone... Read More

Women and Estate Planning: The Need to Be Nontraditional

December 1st, 2005

I am now getting to the age where I have more friends working on their second marriage than their first. Some of those still in their first marriages often have in-laws or grandchildren living with them. And I can\’t tell you how many families I know where the wife is the primary bread winner and the husband the primary caregiver. With the mixture and matches that come with families in this modern world, it is becoming almost unusual to find a traditional family. . Nevertheless, we women often view estate planning in a traditional way. Traditionally, the husband alone met with the attorney... Read More

Dealing With Your Depression – Column I

November 30th, 2005

In this SERIES of monthly COLUMNS Dr. Stephen will help you: • Find out more about your depressed mood • Name that tune: A description of depressive and mood disorders • Change your depressed mood through action • Decide if you need medication COLUMN ONE: FIND OUT MORE ABOUT YOUR DEPRESSED MOOD Question: Why did the chicken cross the road? Answer: To prove to the possum that it could be done. Didn\’t laugh? Two options. One, you are a dyed-in-the-feathers animal lover and find no humor in chickens or possums, nor in any irreverent combination of... Read More

A Baby Boomer Holiday

November 1st, 2005

The Gift of a Journal If you have never taken the time to journal, I\’d like to introduce you to this practice. For many years I read books that suggested I record my thoughts and feelings. Sometimes I was asked to answer a series of questions related to the topic. Do you know what? I never bothered. Why should I do this, I wondered? After all, I reasoned, I knew what the answers would be. Writing would not reveal any secret agenda. It would simply waste my time. How wrong I was! I am going to ask you a series of questions. I invite you to take a few minutes to answer them. I would suggest... Read More

Fact or Opinion?

November 1st, 2005

“You ain\’t going nowhere, son. You ought to go back to drivin\’ a truck.” What if Elvis believed this Grand Ole Opry manager\’s critique after his l954 performance? Or the Beatles listened in 1962 when Decca Recording Company responded, “We don\’t like their sound. Groups of guitars are on the way out.” What if Rudyard Kipling quit writing when the San Francisco Examiner told him, “I\’m sorry, but you just don\’t know how to use the English language.” Or as a struggling artist, Walt Disney took seriously the words of a prospective... Read More

Giving Thanks

November 1st, 2005

”I will praise the name of God with a song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving.” – Psalm 69:30 From time to time it\’s nice to get away from our daily routine. In autumn, a drive through the mountains to enjoy the spectacular range of color the Lord has created can be restorative. Recently I made such a trip to Gatlinburg, Tennessee with my family. The weather cooperated with temperatures in the seventies and a slight breeze. Just right. Right? Wrong! It looked as if everyone who goes to Gatlinburg showed up that weekend. You couldn\’t move your car down the main street... Read More

Gratitude Becomes You

November 1st, 2005

Yes, it\’s that time again, when giant turkeys and homemade pies entice us to stay at the table longer than we otherwise might. With Thanksgiving as our national day of gratitude, we typically celebrate it with wonderful home cooked meals. We gobble them up, ask for seconds, and then return for left overs before we\’re finally ready to call it a day. But what about the rest of your life? How well do you gobble up the gifts that are given to you? How well do you show your gratitude then? Because no matter the challenges, there are still so many, many gifts that life bestows, not just... Read More

Holiday…Oops…I Mean Hospital Inn Express

November 1st, 2005

When my oldest son became ill, I spent nearly at week at the hospital, night and day. I discovered many things about hospitals that I am inclined to share. First and foremost, repeat after me, “This ain\’t no Holiday Inn™.” The sooner you get use to that idea, the better. Also, there are 397 possible positions of those so called “fold-out” chair-beds. Most of them can be viewed in any Chinese Torture book. Staff nurses think only of the patients. What\’s up with that? Would it kill them to bring me coffee when they first hear me fall out of the chair-bed? A muffin?... Read More

Imagine You\’re Ninety

November 1st, 2005

…By Prill Boyle Several years ago, while teaching English at a community college, I asked a group of students to write their obituaries. Initially, they were shocked by the assignment, but when I explained that its purpose was to inspire them to become bolder in their lives and braver with their dreams, they warmed up to the idea. “Our most important creation is ourselves,” I said. “Every moment our life stories are being written whether we write them or not. So why not take up your pen? Why not make your story into the story you want?” To begin, I told them to assume... Read More

Preparing for the Worst

November 1st, 2005

I remember my first Christmas tree as a married woman. Spending the holidays away from my childhood home, my husband and I braved shopping center parking lots in search of the perfect Christmas tree. The tree we bought was beautiful—for two days at least. Then needles began dropping from the tree because neither my husband nor I knew that you had to cut the bottom of the tree so that it could absorb water. As the fallen needles left bare branches, ornaments which were family heirlooms began to fall to the floor. Our first great tree adventure was a disaster. It was a disaster because I had forgotten... Read More