Put a Fork in Me, I Want to be Done
In some ways I find it difficult to believe that this week marks five years since Chris had the seizure which launched us into this crazy adventure. And also, it seems it could’ve happened only a short while ago. Regardless, that’s a really, really long time to endure three brain surgeries; two spine surgeries; five separate sessions of radiation treatments; three years of chemotherapy; and months of physical therapy to walk again…
It’s Not Over Yet
When my friend, Ann, invites me to a women’s event at her church, I know by now to clear my schedule and go. Ever since the Bible Study that I attended with her last spring, I’ve learned that she’s like a vessel and when God puts it on her heart to drag me along, it means there’s something epic He needs me to hear and experience. Last night was no exception…
Time to Let Go Entry 2
A note from me!! This is the second entry in a series of (probably) three in which I will share some stories about my time with my husband, Chris, as he underwent radiation therapy to kill the malignant tumor in his brain. If you missed entry 1, you can click on the link, here to get […]
Me and My Job Interview
I have a job interview today, friends. I know! It’s crazy. It sorta came out of nowhere. Well, actually, that would be accurate. The opportunity did come quickly out of nowhere, but gracefully delivered to me by my dear friend, Shannon. You see, she is in her third year as lunch-room attendant at our kid’s […]
No Vacancy
Call me what you will…brute, barbarian, not-a-bird-lover…. That’s fair.
Today, I Become an Actual Writer
Today was a long time coming. I finally sat down to compose a bunch of words that come from the thoughtful and emotional side of my brain that I one day soon would hope to turn into a book.
Mass Tooth Exodus
If the Tooth Fairy’s cover is revealed, does that make Santa Claus loose all credibility?
It is Well With My Soul
There’s a phrase that I learned from a song in church many years ago and it goes like this: It is well with my soul.
Accepting the Annoying
The people around me lately might not hesitate to tell you that they have heard me use “bane of my existence” more often than not.
A Word for the New Year
I was given the perfect gift of wisdom for entering the New Year two nights ago from one of my coffee clients at Starbucks. She’s 74.