Dignity Isn’t a Countdown: When “Safety” Starts Feeling Like Control

how people end up on the evening news,” you’re also not alone.

Because two days after I said out loud that I was living with dignity, my daughter showed up on my porch with the kind of smile that means she’s already decided what’s best for me.

She didn’t come empty-handed, either.

She came with a tote bag full of pamphlets and a casserole dish like you continue reading …