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I Do

I Do

When we were babies, we said I do in a small historic chapel in front of 98 close family and friends. It was 10.16.1999. We only conceptually understood the depth of the vows we were to take and at 25 and 26 life was simple, fun and we were in love. We had barely experienced … Continue reading

One Day At A Time

One Day At A Time

It’s been about a week since I last updated. So let me take a moment and fill you in on what we and I’ve been up to. Overall, sleeping is my primary job and I am really good at it. Essentially, I’m a 44 year old infant.  SUNDAY: We had friends over, watched football, ate some … Continue reading

Friday Night Lights

Friday Night Lights

I was offered an opportunity early this week to address the players and coaches at the Chattahoochee HS Varsity football pre-game dinner. What ordinarily would have been an easy task; gather my thoughts and constrct a speech, proved to be very challenging. While it was not difficult to shape a story line and remarks that … Continue reading

When a hug changes lives.

When a hug changes lives.

As I walked into the operating room at Mt. Sinai two weeks ago I politely deferred musical choices on Pandora to the collective preferences of those in the room. I climbed up onto the OR table and got strapped down as the anesthesiologist began the first IV in my left hand and administered a dose … Continue reading

Food is Love

Food is Love

I have not had a huge appetite in the past few weeks.. vastly different from ten years ago, but nevertheless, I am the sure the level of stress has contributed to my significantly diminished desire to eat.  However, I do love food and I love even more the magic that happens in your kitchen and … Continue reading

Making A Plan

Making A Plan

Paul and I kicked the kids out of the kitchen last night and shuffled them upstairs so we could spend time on speakerphone with Costas talking pathology and plans. The entirety of pathology, genetics, MGMT and other markers are still about another week to 10 days out. What we do know is promising. The piece … Continue reading

Home. Where Mom is.

Home. Where Mom is.

Just before 9 pm last night, the youngest of our family tore across the dew soaked grass with a sequel into my arms. Tucker followed closely behind and I melted into his lanky broad shoulders as he wrapped himself around me and repeated over and over how much he missed me.  Tears welled as Paul … Continue reading

Slay Sunday

Slay Sunday

Last night was rough again. Dreams are wild, disconnected from reality and oddly entertaining and so clearly representative of the intensity of my anxiety, stress, exhaustion and healing that is exploding throughout my brain. It is comforting to wake in the middle of the night with Karen sleeping in the bed across from me. A … Continue reading

Front Porch Friday

I’ve finally reached a monumental medication dosage right of passage. I’m down to two a two steroid dose per whatever hours (I’m not supposed to be responsible enough to know all the timing details.” All I know is that the horrid, yet helpful steroids are phasing out and will soon be purged from our daily … Continue reading

Showing Up

Showing Up

Woven through the seconds, minutes, days, weeks, months, years, decades and moments entwined from our first to last inhalation of life breath, our lives are held together and formed by all those who simply showed up. Strangers, friends, family and every iteration of being between; each showed up before we ever had a conscious understanding … Continue reading

Humpday Happenings

Humpday Happenings

You’ve been warned. My mental mice are currently running very slow on the conveyor belt. Paul left yesterday and arrived home last night in Atlanta. I cannot imagine how excited the kids were to see him… probably the polar opposite of how I felt when he left. between our synced up phone alarms Karen did … Continue reading

Busted Out

Busted Out

Some may say it is unreal to have a craniotomy on a Friday morning, spend 36 hours in ICU and 12 hours in a regular room before you beg to be set free. I say, it’s not unreal.. . I just have my limitations, know my boundaries and also know I cannot get away with … Continue reading