Tragedy and I are old friends.
I have dealt with tragedy before.
This is what I know.
It is hard everytime.
The road may be different but pain always shows its face.
People can be wonderful.
People can be cruel.
People can be clueless. Continue reading “Thoughts…”
Sometimes help comes from the least expected place.
Sometimes help comes when we don’t know we need it.
Sometimes it comes in a few sentences rolled into a few paragraphs. Continue reading “My Italian Bulldozer”
I am doing most of the things they say I should do.
They being the proclaimers of conventional wisdom. Continue reading “Coping”
The devil is one of my oldest companions.
When I was a lazy child my Mother would scold me,
“The devil finds work for idle hands!”
So, I dutifully skulked off to my room or anywhere out of her sight.
Or, I found something to do. Continue reading “The Devil and Me”
All of my life I have enjoyed the comfort of my faith, my family, and my friends.
My faith has diminished and grown over the years as I deal with life’s ups and downs.
My family, while not TV family perfect, are there for me.
My friends, although scattered across the world, are there for me.
Continue reading “Faith Family Friends”
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”
Cards, bath salts, flowers, chocolate, cookies, walks, lunches, notes, phone calls.
Hugs. Lots of hugs.
Continue reading “Kindness”
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)”
I woke early to the sound of pouring rain.
I lay in bed for awhile enjoying the sound.
It was lovely, cool and dark.
Continue reading “Day 10”
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”