Have you ever seen a wrecking ball hit a brick wall?  Yesterday, when the chemo started dripping in, it started the rise, the lift, of the crane.  Last night I started to feel the impact coming, and this morning I was hit.  I dragged myself through a shower, popped my anti-nausea meds and sat on the sideline of the field across the street with Greta’s baby...

Maren and I have a little ritual: whenever we see an ambulance or hear a siren, we say a little prayer for whomever is in that particular ambulance at that particular time.  “Dear God, please help the people in the ambulance to be strong and healthy.”  To be honest, I totally stole the practice from a friend of mine; it was not my idea, but I thought it...