In September of 2008 my beautiful, vibrant, independent mother was diagnosed out of the blue with a brain tumor. Over the next eleven months, I wrote about the journey sporadically and have collected those posts here. I will continue to write about my memories of that time, and champion those who battle this disease and support their loved-ones through it. Fuck cancer.
There are times, as a writer, when you have several projects started, and not many completed, and you start to wonder if this is really something you can do or if you are kidding yourself. When it gets really frustrating, you even search indeed.com for potential jobs. I am reassured today that I’m headed in […]
As a parent, it is so easy to compare ourselves to our perceptions of our friends’ parenting experiences. There have been times when I also compared the successes (or lack thereof) of my children with those of my friends’ children. Not my best moments, but we all do it. Obviously, social media has made this […]
Cancer sucks. It sucks for the person who has it, it sucks for the family and friends who are watching their loved-one deal with it. It sucks even more when those family and friends have no idea what to do or how to help, and are left feeling even more sucky in their avoidance of […]
We all have secrets. Some of us keep secrets from our spouses – the fact that your credit card balances aren’t quite as low as you claimed, or maybe the fact that you were engaged to someone else before you met them. But what about secrets that would be appreciated, or even cherished, by someone else… but you decide to keep them to yourself. Have you ever been selfish with a memory?
When my mother died I was devastated for myself. I lost a business partner, a confidant, and the biggest cheerleader for me… for everything I did in my life… that I would ever have. I lost the person I went to with any frustration or life-question. I lost my best “girlfriend”… the person I went […]
There are a lot of things I love. Some things I don’t love so much, and interestingly – those are listed in BIG LETTERS in my tag cloud over there —-> Guess we don’t always write about what we love. Sometimes a blog gets populated by a whole lot of stuff that pisses us off. […]
In 1966 my grandfather built a house on some property that my grandmother inherited. My mother had already married and moved away, but my siblings and I spent most Christmases and weeks every summer there. We explored the woods, climbed on limestone bluffs full of fossils, picked blackberries, helped plant the vegetable garden, harvested the […]
I’m not going to pretend that I don’t have a lot of boxes to go through, because I do. Well, maybe not a LOT, but let’s say more than 3… less than 12. But the boxes I’m going through this week belong to my grandmother, and the stuff in them belonged to her family, the […]
Having now celebrated two Christmases without my mother I am convinced that, contrary to what well-intentioned people have told me, it will never get any easier. 2009 was very difficult because I spent both Thanksgiving and Christmas that year away from home and my family and the traditions that are comfortable for me, but this […]
You know, I consider myself a fairly progressive, independent woman. I have worked full-time since I was 18. I have seen to the raising of two fantastic young women who think for themselves and don’t hesitate to state their opinions. I support people and causes in my community that champion the under-served or overlooked. But […]