Waiting…
Please enjoy the following music while we continue to determine the severity of your cancer… (Think Jeopady) da da da da, da da duh. da da da da DA da da duh da da.
Some People Dream of Paris in Springtime…
Warning: Do not read this while eating. Or if you have an aversion to juvenile humor. Sigmund Freud would have a field day with my dreams, and last night totally capped it off. First, let me say, I am heading to Busch Gardens in Williamsburg, Virginia today to spend some time with the kids. Second,
Kindness is Good Medicine
“You’ve done a lot of acts of kindness today, Mom.” I seriously cannot get anything past my 11 year old daughter. I had just hopped back in the car with a Diet Mountain Dew that I picked up at the gas station for a neighbor. “What do you mean, Jo?” I honestly couldn’t think of
Kindness Comes to the Rosebud Reservation
“No more homework! No more books! No more teachers’ dirty looks!” With apologies to all of my teacher friends out there, does anyone else remember singing this song on the last day of school? I have very vivid memories of a warm, sunny day at Westside Elementary in Reedsburg, Wis. I don’t remember which grade
Little Boys are AWESOME
So I was just thinking of things this morning that I am grateful for and a sweet memory started walking across my mind. About a week ago, just after we had told everyone I have cancer, I had 3 little boys sitting at my kitchen table. Marcus, Brody and my son, Charlie. All three are
Garbage Miracles
There are two ways to live. One is as if nothing were a miracle. The other is as if everything were a miracle. I’ve always been a miracle sort of girl. It’s like a game to me, to try and find God in all the details of my life. But all of a sudden, it’s
THE JAMES
Saul and I are at THE JAMES. Don’t you just love that huge, imposing name? THE JAMES. It’s a cancer center in Columbus and based on the people around here who know about THE JAMES, this clinic has a lot of experience dealing with cancer. I made the receptionist cry. She had the most beautiful