Urinary incontinence. It affects almost half of all women at some time in our lives. But most of us are too embarrassed to talk about it. What other such widespread medical condition would we have the gall to remain silent about? And how long are we willing to compromise our…
My parents in 1943. This week would have been my parents’ 75th wedding anniversary. Just one day after their marriage ceremony in Newton, Kansas, they left for Paraguay, South America, to be medical missionaries. They founded and ran a leprosy compound, treated the poorest of the…
August 5 Ed and I arrived on time at 7:20 a.m. at the Barajas airport in Madrid. We made our way to the Iberia Terminal 4, where Louis was due to arrive from Sevilla at 10:05. Near the gate where he was going to come out, we sat down for…
Each of my four grown children expresses love for me in very different ways. One hugs me hard without many words. Another asks at every opportunity about a health concern I’ve had. A third shares only very limited aspects of his life, while professing his love for me. And the…
“Bad Nani.” Ely, my 3-year-old grandson, flung his pudgy little fingers across the back of my leg. Before I could grab his hand, he ran across the room and threw himself into his mother’s arms. Ely had spit his food onto the floor and thrown his plate across the room….