Last night as we were going about the evening routines, Brad said, “Oh, one of the neighbors called and said not to worry if you see something happening outside tomorrow afternoon.” “Something happening?”  I arched my eyebrow in a “What in the heck does that mean?” kind of way.  A herd of wildebeests?  What does he think is going...

This morning I woke up in my own bed.  One by one, my girls made their way into my room and snuggled into me as if I had never been away at all.  There was no great fanfare for my homecoming yesterday.  There didn’t need to be.  Home is a gift.  Brad and I have made our house a home, and I love it. There was a clean house. There was a meal delivered. There was...

I’m just quietly letting Red Chemo do it’s thing. Truth be told: it’s kind of kicking my butt. But, if I feel like crap, then so do the cancer cells.  Mission accomplished! I am dealing with a bunch of yucky symptoms that, when at their worst, add up to that feeling wherein it becomes necessary to sit down on the floor of the shower because...