Waking up on 147

Jan 24

So many mornings this past year, I have woken up thinking, “Holy crap!  I have breast cancer!” or, later, “Holy cow!  Where are my boobs?  Oy, the cancer got ’em.” Having a Big Thing happen in your life is like that: it is, seemingly forever, surreal.  I still shake my head in disbelief that this is my life, that this has happened to...

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Smitten @ Christmas

Dec 16

I am smitten with my family. I mean sold out, totally in love, wouldn’t trade a thing for anything else. I love my wife more today than yesterday, and more than last week, month and year. I had this romantic hope when we got married that we would evolve to be different people over time, but that we would do it together and would be stronger because of the...

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Prayers of thanksgiving

Nov 18

Thanksgiving week.  It’s a great holiday season.  And it is a season–all on it’s own. I love the deep inhalation of gratitude and rest that comes at the end of November.  When I was in school, I needed Thanksgiving break.  (I needed it when I was in school as a student, and possibly even more when I was in school as a high school...

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Surgery Update

Aug 30

Hello, everyone :-). Hubby here … I won’t try to replicate my wife’s literary prowess, but wanted to update everyone. Surgery is over. Everything went well and as expected. Dr Awesome feels confident that she got clean margins. Jen is in recovery and we should see her in about an hour. Bottom line, we’re doing well people. God is all over...

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Beauty from ashes

Aug 29

Beauty from ashes

When we were on vacation, we sat on the balcony and watched a storm roll in from the ocean.  If you’ve never done this, I highly recommend it.  It is a majestic experience. When the storm hit, we scurried around.  We brought dry things inside and moved the furniture away from the rain.  We prepared for the storm, just as we are now preparing for my surgery and...

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Anticipation

Apr 25

I’m all about expectations.  I plan.  I anticipate.  Brad knows this.  He knows that he should tell me that he’ll be home at 6:30 and then he can dazzle me when he shows up at 6:05.  To tell me he’ll be home at 6:00 and to show up at 6:05… well, let’s just say I’m not dazzled. We put date nights on the calendar for two reasons:...

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