At Least They're Committed

Oh, do let’s not read another book about dying or near fatal health conditions. Cripe. I now realize that it’s unfortunate the books that were available to choose from as I prepared for this latest journey were all from the seventies. And come to think of it, maybe they’re not so classic as I thought. Read more

Don’t give up. I’m still here. Getting an A+ from the docs and PTs and nurses and stuff. I’m doing well. I’m being a very good girl. Been too drugged/fatigued/compliant to read much so far, although I did get through The Silver Chair and Thursday’s Child. So, yeah, I’ll get there. I’m doing this. Not Read more

So excited! EBD told me to have a good day and I chuckled and said I pretty much think it will suck but it IS good because it is the ‘step’ toward many good days to come. I love him. They are all my sun, my moon, all the stars in my sky . . Read more

How could something so important be so painful? My brother gave me the DVDs that rerecorded all the reel-to-reel tapes we sent to and received from Uncle Dee when he was in Vietnam. They talk about my unborn brother in anticipation. He died. I hear my beloved uncle as the boy I remember — not much Read more

See, this is what happens when I clean. I awakened this morning and leaped into a flurry of activity, cleaning the walls, the doors and the jambs, the railings and the sills. I’d used bleach with water to scrub and disinfect them all and I must have put in too much bleach because I seem Read more

Wiping down the counters, starting the dishwasher, yes got off work early and I’m home alone. I toss the rag into the sink and see chocolate cake with chocolate frosting on the counter. The cake is three days old, uncovered, dried out, but old chocolate frosting is one of my guilty pleasures. I reach out Read more