Months ago and very early in my recovery process, I made the conscious decision to be grateful each day. Regardless of anything else going on, I was and am grateful to be here, not only here among the living, but here where I am today. With the people I love. In a situation where I … Continue reading One Lucky Lady

I remember the moment I saw my John, embraced in the arms of the woman who carried him off the plane more than 29 years ago. I remember her smile, her warmth, her arms, her eyes.  When Natalie was born, there was a lot going on. She was a hard-won battle, but I remember her… Continue reading They Grow So Fast

There are things we feel that we struggle to find the words to describe. But I have to try. Siblings don’t always get along. My brothers and sister and I have not always seen eye to eye. There have been times when we have gone a very long time without speaking or really seeing each… Continue reading Peace

Watching Natalie be a mother is one of my favorite things so far in life. One of. She’s so good. And so beautiful. I can see both my Mom and Steve’s Mom, and through her son’s eyes, I see something so uniquely her own. I wonder if that’s what all Moms see in their daughters… Continue reading One of my favorite things

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