Connie’s got this — but pray anyway, please!
Prayers, please! As I type, my friend Connie is at the hospital undergoing surgery to remove a lobe of her lung that encases a nodule. Continue reading Connie’s got this — but pray anyway, please!
Category: Love
How my cat saved my life — just last week
I have to give credit where credit is due — even if it is to a self-centered beast who walks … Continue reading How my cat saved my life — just last week
My baby turns 21 today
Parenting is a full-contact sport, a risky business, an often thankless task, and my greatest joy and still-in-progress accomplishment. Continue reading My baby turns 21 today
Live as if health care won’t be there when you need it
I’m thankful I can see a doctor when I need one, but I want to be in the best health I can be by doctoring myself — so I won’t need one often. Continue reading Live as if health care won’t be there when you need it
A special moment in the midst of sorrow that made me smile…
In the midst of losing my oldest sister and mourning her too-early passing, I found joy. One special moment, especially, in the midst of my sorrow made me smile. Continue reading A special moment in the midst of sorrow that made me smile…
And the verdict is: It’s NOT cancer!
“Good morning,” I said as I greeted Connie in the locker room before swim class Wednesday. “How are you?” “Just … Continue reading And the verdict is: It’s NOT cancer!
One way to stop romance from messing up Valentine’s Day
On Valentine’s Day, my husband gave me a two-in-one gift that managed to remove any semblance of romance. Read this and learn. Continue reading One way to stop romance from messing up Valentine’s Day
3 reasons why I didn’t watch Super Bowl 2017 on Sunday…
Why, you ask? Three reasons: Adam, Ben, and Steve. (Son, son, and husband.) Continue reading 3 reasons why I didn’t watch Super Bowl 2017 on Sunday…
The difference between an ordeal and an adventure
“Thank God for breast cancer!” Connie told me. It paved the way for her latest adventure. Continue reading The difference between an ordeal and an adventure
Sound the alarm: the new way to welcome
False alarm? Perplexed, we resumed eating, when, of course, the driveway alarm sounded again. Continue reading Sound the alarm: the new way to welcome
The day your love language is “acts of plumbing”
As we removed old brown wax from the toilet flange, I realized that my husband’s project was also mine. Continue reading The day your love language is “acts of plumbing”
When your friend battles breast cancer…
What I appreciated most about Connie throughout her battle with breast cancer was her transparency. Continue reading When your friend battles breast cancer…
Fight breast cancer and carry a big stick…
I don’t care if this blog post goes viral, but I sure wish your prayers, good thoughts, fingers crossed or whatever on Connie’s behalf do. Pray for Connie. Spread the word, please. Continue reading Fight breast cancer and carry a big stick…
As a result of her death, the missing begins
She will miss wrinkles and arthritis, her daughters marrying, her grandchildren growing, and getting old with her husband. And we will all miss her. Continue reading As a result of her death, the missing begins
When you have to say goodbye to your big sister
My oldest sister is dying save a miracle. The doctors declared her “terminal.” Her organs are shutting down. She has no hope for recovery. Continue reading When you have to say goodbye to your big sister
When Trouble is a teenager and acts just like one
Our cat is like a teenager who shows up when she wants — and doesn’t when she doesn’t… Continue reading When Trouble is a teenager and acts just like one
It’s official: His death was a lifetime ago
Had he lived, he would have celebrated his 50th birthday this year. As of today, he has been dead more days than he’d been alive. Continue reading It’s official: His death was a lifetime ago
Power to the people, not to the parents
Sometimes our son misses our power. Such as the night before we lost ours when he lost his. Continue reading Power to the people, not to the parents
