Somewhere along the way I learned that helping others gives me joy.
At no time is this more important than when I am hurting. Continue reading “Joy : Joy”
Somewhere along the way I learned that helping others gives me joy.
At no time is this more important than when I am hurting. Continue reading “Joy : Joy”
Quirky, fun, happy!
Delicious food!
It’s no wonder that Beeswing has become one of my favorite places for breakfast and lunch.
I like it so much that I have eaten there four Sundays in a row! Continue reading “Beeswing Restaurant”
Cards, bath salts, flowers, chocolate, cookies, walks, lunches, notes, phone calls.
Hugs. Lots of hugs.
Tears shared.***
My family.
My friends.
This is one of my favorite photos.
I am flanked by my two sons.
I used to call them my “boys”
They are men now. So, they are my sons.
As any mother would attest, they are still my boys.
I do look to them for advice and help.
I enjoy our adult conversations.
I can’t help but give advice even if unsolicited. I am their Mom!
They are both fathers now.
I am proud of them.
I know that their Dad would be proud of them too.
They are kind, caring, responsible young men.
Fatherhood is a noble and demanding undertaking.
Happy Father’s Day to my sons.
Happy Father’s Day to all fathers regardless of age.
It seems as though a lifetime has passed since I started reading Orion’s Gift by Anneli Purchase.
Then, over a month ago, life was sweet and simple.
Now, adjusting to the new normal,* I am finding my way back to some of my pleasures such as reading.
Reading at the end of the day is my “happy hour”. Continue reading “Orion’s Gift (again)”
Today was a “semi-happy” day.
I will take that without feeling guilty.***
Early church service at 8 A.M.
It was good to participate.
I left right after communion as I was emotionally spent.
Still adjusting. Still coping. Still grieving. Just Walkin’ Continue reading “Literary Drinking”
I go walking often.
My sweet dog Ginny accompanies me.
Regardless of the weather, walking refreshes and restores me. Continue reading “Just Walkin’”
I woke early to the sound of pouring rain.
I lay in bed for awhile enjoying the sound.
It was lovely, cool and dark.
A beautiful day dawns in Portland, Oregon.
Ginny and I went for a walk.
Then we sat on the patio enjoying the cool morning air.
Our hearts and minds were at MD Anderson. Continue reading “Day 9”