I skipped right past tired today into drop-dead exhausted. It hit suddenly with the force of a sumo wrestler flying through the air and hitting me in the chest. Seriously. But here’s the thing…I was in the middle of playing with my two and a half year old grandson, so rest was not an option.… Continue reading Perfect

For a few weeks after coming home from the hospital, my daughter affectionately referred to me as ‘brain tumor’, an accurate label, especially considering that the first thing I think of every day when I wake up is, what’s up with the brain tumor? How much of it is still there? Is it going to… Continue reading Just a little stream of consciousness, with a conclusion that may not tie in to the intro!

There is that story where everyone throws their own crap into the communal pile of crap and, given the opportunity to trade in your own crap for someone elses, you will usually pick up where you left off with your own troubles. Eventually I suppose we find some level of acceptance for what we’ve lived… Continue reading Gratitude and Love

It’s not the things that keep you up at night that actually end up derailing you. It’s the car accident on a random Tuesday, the phone call from an out of state hospital on a Saturday night, or the edges of a headache that hit on a Sunday afternoon while you’re out playing trivia with… Continue reading Note to self: Worry less. Live more.

I’ve been on an adventure for the past week, though not necessarily one I would have chosen. And yet, the gifts I was given I wouldn’t trade: Amazing nurses, a beautiful caregiver from Sudan, fantastic medical staff and surgeons, sweet and kind sanitation staff, friends and family from far and near who reached out, prayed… Continue reading I wonder if Picasso had a tumor on his pituitary gland?