Good news today… The Piece of Shit has been behaving itself since we last gave it a look. We are so pleased that it is being so cooperative. My MRI this morning revealed two very important things. One… there has been no tumor growth. Two… my brain is still in there. Whew! What a relief. … Continue reading
For the joy and for the pain… For the laughter and the tears… For the celebrations and the disappointments… For the wins and the losses… For the joy and the sorrow… For the fights and the forgiveness… For the challenges and perspective… For the resolve and the respect… For the patience… For the loyalty and … Continue reading
I made it through to the other side of August and we welcome with open arms September. With a promise of cooler temperatures, college football and baseball for the boys, September could not have arrived sooner. The emotional roller coaster continues and we continue along for the ride. Harper is now a “failure to thrive” … Continue reading
A month of anniversaries, life altering events and haunting memories. While the physical and emotional wounds have long ago healed over, they’ve left behind jagged, deep scars. The increasingly hefty serving of gratitude, humility, perspective and mortality gets harder to swallow each year. A month where the weight of our reality is simply difficult to … Continue reading
I resisted and I ignored. Aside from the label on the back of my license with my diagnosis, doctor’s name, contact info and Paul’s cell, I couldn’t bring myself to bend further and fully embrace the reality of how my life had changed. I knew the risks and I knew I was stupid. I know … Continue reading
We gather in the heat of the southern Atlanta summer each year to honor those who have supported us, worked with us to raise money for the Southeastern Brain Tumor Foundation’s Race for Research and with hope that we’ll celebrate another year of my continued stability. This year was no exception. In-fact, this year was … Continue reading
They announced this weekend from the back of the car that they needed to make a commercial. People, they said, needed to know and hear what they had to say about donating to fund brain tumor research. More people needed to support our team Babes with Brains and the Race for Research. Apparently from the … Continue reading
I spent a few hours sitting under a tree with Harper this afternoon watching the boys help Paul wash our cars. “Be careful! Don’t get that soap in your eyes, it may kill you!!!” Said the dramatic one with authority. Always so over the top I thought as I passed a Cheerio to Harper. … Continue reading
I remember clear blue skies, warm air and feeling carefree. I remember having no fear. I remember the patients in the waiting room and the litany of questions from the PA as he looked at my scans. I remember feeling ambivalent and wondering why I needed to be there. I remember the surgeon. I remember … Continue reading
Each of our fingerprints are unique. Personal mini artworks we leave behind as lasting, important markings and reminders of who we are. I’ve had the privilege this past year to re-connect with another college friend. It’s been amazing to catch up and summarize what’s happened in our lives over the past 17 years since we … Continue reading
Sometimes the combination of persistence and luck works out. I stalked this fellow from flower to flower until we finally met face to face… or at least through my lens we did. I almost think he looks like he’s smiling. Thanks for being patient with me Mr. bumblebee! I, as well as my entire garden, really appreciate your hard work.
We had high hopes this time for the nest. However the circle of life played out instead. It had been a really fun week watching the three gorgeous eggs be tended to and warmed by their momma and eventually watching the happy couple feed their first hatchling. We all became attached to this new little family of five that had … Continue reading
Because life is meant to be shared. Because all of life’s adventures are not pretty and perfectly packaged. Because too many people edit their lives and only share the pretty of life. Because this is our life and it’s not always pretty. That is why I write. We’ve been home for a week. Spring break … Continue reading
