On Being Fierce, Part 1

It happens one day. You are 66 years old. The eye doctor scratches his head and suggests a glaucoma test. Your husband forgets the security code to the front door. A routine chest x-ray finds a spot on his lung, which is “probably nothing.” Then a fuse blows on your car and you can’t figure out how to open the @!%&*! fuse box. Do you throw in the towel and start Googling for “independent living” communities? Is it time to find a safe haven while you still have all your faculties? Before the realities of old age and infirmity make everything a thousand times harder? – Continued here>>>