We buzzed down the road on the way to the tournament.  I have my day bag and my stadium chair slung in next to me.  She packed herself with all of the eclectic things one brings to an all day sporting event as the athlete; I didn’t even check her bags.  I marvel, for the seventeenth time this week, at her maturity, grace, and intellect.  “What is your...

Greta’s bunk beds are currently draped in blankets held up by tent clips.  (Tent clips are clamps that came as part of a “make your own blanket fort” that Maren received as a gift many years ago.  I highly recommend them for Easter baskets.)  Most of our blankets are lovingly handmade so you really do have use your imagination on the camouflage...

It has been a while since I’ve written.  I miss it, so here I am again.  Upon reflection, my pause is due to three things… I’m busy doing my life.  On this treatment, I am feeling much better than I have in at least two years.  I am spending much more time vertical (as opposed to horizontal), and naps are the exception(!) instead of the rule(!).  I...