It begins like any other day. A solitary breakfast with coffee, juice, a muffin and the morning paper. I scan the page titled Nation /World. In fat headlines, three articles catch my eye. “Justice to Review Response to Texas School Shooting”; “Ukraine: Battles in the East as Zelenskyy Visits Front”; “Thousands of Israeli Nationalists Chanting ‘Death To Arabs’ In Jerusalem.” Smaller news items tell me that the Westport Memorial Parade will be led by a 105-year-old woman on her birthday, and forecasters predict Connecticut summers are likely going to be hotter than average.
I pour myself a second cup of coffee and tackle the crossword puzzle. I am told that it is important for people living alone to engage in mental gymnastics. An active mind in an active body is supposed to lead us gently into and through our golden years. The puzzle is a cinch the first half of the week, getting harder towards the end, and by Saturday and Sunday can turn into a daunting exercise. In addition, it has the potential of becoming extremely frustrating any day of the week, when the answer to a clue may be perfectly familiar but remains stuck in that area of the brain that sometimes simply refuses to perform on command. When that occurs, one is said to suffer one of those dread senior moments.