Greta.  Oh my.  How to sum up that girl these days is quite the challenge. In the morning she immediately wants to know, “Where Maren?  Where Daddy?”  She is so social and always wants to know where her people are. She inspires me to start my day with that much enthusiasm. Today I was trying to do the dishes, and unload the dishwasher.  I was being...

Last week I found myself sitting across from my favorite five-year-old at Starbucks. I had some computering I needed to do, and Brad was home while Greta napped.  When Brad is not home, I would normally set Maren up with an activity or a movie while I did my “work,” but on this day I suggested that we leave the house and go to Starbucks together and...

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I write because it’s how I process.  I step away from each post with a sense of closure, a feeling that I am content, and resolute in my goals.  Good or bad, writing it down always helps me get to a place of peace.  I fight hard for peace; everything is better when I am peaceful (just ask Brad).  Writing has always been enjoyable for me, and now, in this...

I was going to call this post “Cancer Maintenance”, but then I realized that made no sense because I HAVE NO CANCER. It still makes me feel so happy to type that.  Cancer free. NED.  No evidence of disease. ::Frolick and happy dance commence.:: I’m in a routine right now for NED maintenance: I see Dr. Wonderful, my oncologist and the quarterback of...