When families begin the emotional and often overwhelming journey of selecting a senior living community for a loved one, they’re typically guided by a familiar list of priorities: cost, location, quality of care, safety, staff-to-resident ratios, and life enrichment offerings. While these are…

This year, when I turned 70, I immediately felt old. No one could convince me that I wasn’t. When the calendar turned to my birthday, I defined myself by the new number, seventy. Just the day before, I was thinking younger. I was in my 60s after all! How could one day make me old?

In today’s world, more women over 50 are living alone, by choice or by circumstance. Have you been through a divorce? Lost a partner? Watched your children move out and realized you finally have space to focus on yourself? For some of us, living alone is simply a personal…

I’m an African-American male, and I’m also one of nine siblings, all of us retired. In a recent conversation with my three sisters, each of whom is retired successfully, I was reminded of a truth that, as a guy, they (robustly) re-emphasized to me – women experience retirement…

I have a love-hate relationship with the idea of purpose. I’ve always had a sense of purpose. Or more truthfully, I’ve always needed one. It’s comforting to know what you’re aiming for, especially when you’re juggling work, caregiving, parenting, and life transitions…

One of the biggest surprises to me is that I really enjoy being older. I used to think that when I was over 60 I would be… well… old. And yet here I am, loving my life in a way I never imagined! Of course, our bodies are ageing, and we may not be as mentally quick…

When you’re choosing or evaluating a senior living community for your loved one, it’s easy to focus on safety, meals, and medical care – and all of those matter deeply. But there’s another element that often gets overlooked and is just as essential to their quality of life: entertainment…

I just discovered another sign of aging – all your doctors start to retire. I always think of a doctor as being an older statesman, or woman, and, I, a younger, dewy-eyed patient. This has been the dynamic of most of my doctor-patient relationships since I was a child and, up until now…

I find being 83 a complete revelation – both that I ever got here (like many others, I thought old age only happened to other people) and what joy it brings me to be here. I can’t speak for other people aged 83 any more than I could have spoken for other people…

Susan called my office in tears. She was overwhelmed because her friend, Mary, named her as her Power of Attorney and needed her to step into this role right away. Although Mary had a brother, he lived half way across the country and had his own health problems…