Self-Care

This seems to be a buzz word lately. For the whole time of Mike’s illness, everybody told me to take care of myself. You can’t give from a cup that is not full. Then last year when I was diagnosed with breast cancer, I heard it even more. I always thought that Mike...

Home For Christmas

I hate holidays! A friend posted this on FaceBook last week. I understand all the reasons that holidays can be stressful. We make them that way. There are tensions in families. We think everything must be perfect. And there is never enough time to get things done the...

A Reluctant Caregiver

In January of 2013, I was dragged into a role that I never expected. Today I talked with a woman who was researching an article about how living with chronic pain affects a relationship. I had asked her if she was interested in someone who had lived with someone in...

A New Chapter

Early Sunday morning our granddaughter was born. Carrie Mikaela Bloom was born on Sunday, October 7th at 12:24 am. A few weeks before Charlie and Jessica had asked me if I wanted to be in the delivery room. I didn’t want to be in the delivery room for the birth of my...

Grieving And Summit

I believe grief lasts a lifetime. That being said, I don’t expect to grieve all the time for the rest of my life. It comes in small, sometimes unexpected, waves. Something reminds me of Mike and makes me cry or sends me down memory lane. Last weekend I went to the...

Uncharted Territory

This post has been edited because I had the wrong units of tomatoes from the recipe. That’s what I get for trying to write from memory when I could have double checked the recipe. Last week I was inspired to post the following on FaceBook after changing the...