This past week, although my creative mind has been churning out ideas, the mechanics of writing–for an audience reading a literary or mainstream publication–got the best of me. I gave up.Continue Reading
I realized that, although I had tried many strategies to support my body in healing, the one thing I hadn’t done was to slow my body and mind down on a regular basis, giving my body a chance to heal itself. I realized that my body needed time and space if it had any chance of healing.Continue Reading
My wish for you in this season of celebrations is simple and universal. It’s a message you can embrace guilt-free, year-round, regardless of your faith or lack thereof.Continue Reading
At one of the final appointments before Matthew’s brain tumor diagnosis, Michael and I were both there, and we remember it differently.Continue Reading
My husband is not the attention-seeking kind of guy. In fact, when I mention him in my blog, he prefers to remain unnamed.
When we first met in college, about 37 years ago, (when I was around 5, if my math is correct,) I called him Mike, as he was known by his friends. After dating for about a year, he asked me to call him Michael, as he is known by his family. That’s when I knew we were getting serious.
So the first thing he’ll hate about this is that you know his name – both of them.Continue Reading