"Old Bones"

Adopting as an older, single parent never struck me as a big deal — until I broke my shoulder and was confronted with my own fragility.

Adopting as an older parent has its challenges
I was 46 when I adopted Amelia. Most of my peers have college-age children; many of them are grandparents. Like others my age, I've lost a parent and a few friends. But until now, I have not thought of myself as particularly fragile; adopting as an older parent did not worry me. I have nice big bones. I walk two miles a day, and I have even begun to take calcium and daily vitamins. I'm used to feeling tired all ...

I’ve reached a point in life where both my young daughter and my aging mother depend on me. Can I afford to be fragile?


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