I feel so helpless. I can’t do anything about my daughter-in-law’s cancer other than pray and be there for her, my son and their toddler. Continue reading “My heart is heavy”
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”
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.
Today was a “semi-happy” day.
I will take that without feeling guilty.***
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”
Tomorrow is a big day for Mabel.
She takes her first plane trip.
She’s off to Houston and MD Anderson with her Mom and Dad.
Fingers crossed for success for her Mom’s treatment.
Hope is being able to see
That there is light
Despite all of the darkness.*
I admire John McCain.
I admire Nelson Mandela.
Imprisoned for years.
Victorious in the end.