I’m going to nickname 2018 as the year of Kangaroo since I feel that we have bounced from one medical emergency to the next. Our first visit to the ER was with Eric and a bowel obstruction. Eric ended up with a resection and a week in the hospital. Second, came my father and his…
Read MoreMy 83-year-old father has taught me a great deal in my life. My favorite lesson, however, will always be how to simply try to make people smile. In May, my father experienced a heart attack. We were grateful that it happened while he was in San Diego rather than on the road My father lives…
Read MoreIt’s happened. I am a Grandmother to a beautiful baby boy, Zander, that looks remarkably identical to my firstborn. My daughter-in-law showed a baby picture of my son, Christopher, to her friend and she assumed it was a picture of Zander. I have to mention that we have a picture of Christopher at 18 that…
Read MoreWaiting is always hard, isn’t it? My daughter-in-law was induced yesterday to prevent complications from PIH (pregnancy induced hypertension) and here we sit, on the other side of the country awaiting news. We will be flying out next month but for now, we are keeping our thoughts and prayers on a safe delivery. I’m having…
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I recently found myself in a strange situation. I unintentionally annoyed someone that I didn’t know, and I felt misunderstood. I was in a checkout line at Costco and was very distracted from the day, which presents itself as me staring off into space. Except my “space” was in the direct visual line of another…
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We raised three boys. That should be enough of an explanation for the title but I feel like I should probably give you a little more than that. I’ve already written about our house fire (Read Here) spurred on by a candle, a stack of newspaper and an emotional girlfriend. I don’t believe I have…
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I’ve been off work all week. Part of this week was planned as “take my Dad to appointments” days. My original schedule was 2 days at work and 3 days off. Then Friday came…followed by Saturday…and Sunday…and each day I realized that my stress levels were overflowing and coming out my mouth. It seemed prudent…
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