True story. I cooked, cleaned & paid bills in my daughter’s house. She said, “If you can’t work, what’s the point of you being here?”

and stayed in the guest room and brought groceries and left when I was supposed to.

That was our arrangement, and it worked fine.

Then 2 and 1/2 years ago, Craig lost his job.

Not a small layoff; the company folded entirely. He had been there for 11 years.

Lauren called me on a Tuesday evening, and I could hear in her voice that she was trying to hold continue reading …