Tattoos. It’s a delicate conversation in my family. My father believes you don’t put a bumper sticker on a Ferrari. My mother believes that she created her children’s bodies and they shouldn’t be damaged in anyway. My mother in love and father in love look the other way. My husband is straight edge. My nieces…
Even if…
My journey with God has been one filled with innocence, doubt, questions and unquestioning belief. And to this day I know my journey hasn’t even begun to see all there is. As a child, I was raised in what I have affectionately called a phone book faith. My father was raised a Catholic and my…
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Life. It simply moves on. You get your diagnosis, people surround you, they disperse, dinner needs to be made, clothes washed, homework done. Life simply doesn’t have time for cancer and that’s as it should be. Life is for the living. And despite having an illness I’m still living. There are days though where it…
Where do we go?
Tonight I grilled chicken and made mashed potatoes. We have a turntable that gets used daily. Normally I put on something that fits my mood. Tonight I looked down on the turntable and saw Purple Rain. For you youngsters…Prince. Incredible album. Anyway, after dinner was consumed and dishes done I retired to the porch. The…
Take Three 