Another Way Archive
The Importance of Family Planning at the End of Life
Editor’s Note: The second in a two-part series on “Families and Aging” by Lauree Purcell. She has written for Another Way previously. A former city planner, Lauree and her husband, Steve, are parents of two teenage daughters and are members of a Methodist church. Last time I wrote about the positive changes that my family embraced as my parents decided to move nearby in order for us all to spend more time together. My father now has advanced Parkinson’s disease. My mother and I have been holding vigil for several days and have found great comfort in singing to him […]
Taking a Positive Role in Our Parents’ Last Years
When my father was diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease in 2009 I wanted to have more time with my parents, to form a closer friendship before it was too late.
Today is a Gift
I remember telling Sharon that the odds were not good but doing nothing meant zero percent chance of survival.;;
Snow Expectations
January and February, bleak and never-ending months of dullness and torpidity, need snow days like bran muffins need chocolate chips.
My Father and the Mennonite Community Cookbook
Mom pointed out to me that she had jotted her own inscription in the book “A gift for my 27th birthday from my husband.”
A Difficult Job: Caregiving
in spite of the tough emotional, spiritual, and physical work of caregiving, there are blessings—or benefits for those involved.;;
Paying Attention
Our children bring us their observations and astonishment and frequently want to tell us what they’re seeing, thinking, or wondering. Do we have time for their questions and insights?;;
Trending toward Professional, Female-Led Churches
Those in the under-65 crowd are responding, “If I have more dollars than time, why can’t I just give a donation so a professional can be hired?”;;
Where You Go, I Will Go
“Where you go, I will go, where you lodge, I will lodge, your people shall be my people.”;;
A Home of Your Own
He looked at his house and the yard and he knew he was home. Truly home.
