Not everyone has a choice

Over the last 72 hours, I hugged a friend who is having surgery today for kidney cancer. I knelt beside a nine-year-old as she adjusted her wig and focused on the video game on her iPad, trying to feel normal while the unknown lies before her. And I wept reading a post from a dearContinue reading “Not everyone has a choice”

The Ladder Has Only a Few Rungs

On a Saturday morning in January, I realized that the rungs on my life ladder are running low. I can’t get a kitten because I could outlive it. Waiting for the right time never comes. “Mom, can I drop off the kids? Can you pick up? Tracey, can you read this over for me? DownContinue reading “The Ladder Has Only a Few Rungs”

Searching for answers, delivered with respect

Mothers know a car is the best place to have a serious conversation. “Can we go into the vault”? Ashton asked as she drove out of the parking lot after Mother’s Day breakfast. “I have something to tell you. I have not even told my sisters because I want you to hear it from meContinue reading “Searching for answers, delivered with respect”