It is hard to believe another year is coming to a close and boy did it go by fast! I reflect on the year and also on the last decade as we enter 2020. I can’t believe I am writing…
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It is hard to believe another year is coming to a close and boy did it go by fast! I reflect on the year and also on the last decade as we enter 2020. I can’t believe I am writing…
I have read about keeping a gratitude journal, listing positive events at the close of a day — as a tool to potentially reduce stress and improve mood. Admittedly, I do not do this daily, though I try to weave…
To travel is to live. Last month, our youngest graduated and I find myself a bit sad that he is permanently moving away from home but I am also mourning the loss of our visits to Ann Arbor. Ann Arbor…
I started this journey as a mother, with both excitement and fear. I always imagined having children but when I got sick with cancer so young I wasn’t sure it was in the cards for me. When I reached the…
S u m m e r t i m e …….. …and the living is…. ….complicated I have taken a self-imposed sabbatical from my blog and as much as it has affected me not to write for some time, I…
The phone call was the one I didn’t want to make. The tears started streaming down my face as I hung up the phone. I knew it was the right choice, as hard as it was. In an unexpected way,…
I drive down the road, windows open, breathing in the summer air and the smells of the country. I am soaking in the beauty of the land. It feels safe, and comfortable and like the many times, I have driven…
Last year I wrote about my mother and how difficult Mother’s Day can be for those of us who have lost their mom’s. We have our memories and we also yearn to have our mother’s back with us. Here is…
Once he was 4 years old. He had these big blue eyes that everyone noticed. He was smart, sensitive, inquisitive, funny, and didn’t stop asking questions. Question after question about everything under the sun. My firstborn has always been interested…
I have been through a lot. Sometimes I feel like a walking medical experiment. Cancer twice, and the loss of my mother who also had cancer. Hundreds of appointments, blood tests, and procedures and enough radiation to light up the sky….
