Right around the time of my birthday, I got two cards in the mail.  One of them was from Nathan and Meagan. The other one was from Noah! Continue Reading...

One Purdy Cowgirl

March 24, 2014 — 11 Comments
So here's the thing. I wandered unsuspectingly into our kitchen one recent morning and found that it was inexplicably inhabited by a mysterious cowgirl. Continue Reading...
In yesterday’s post, I alluded to the fact that we’d been through a hard week. Really hard. It started last Thursday when Sarah started complaining of headaches, dizziness and fatigue; although she is someone who rarely naps, she took several naps over the course of a couple of days. She was also noticeably pale and had developed dark circles under her eyes. After she had missed two days of school, I took her to our local doctor’s office Monday afternoon. Sarah’s regular doctor wasn’t in so we saw her associate; he did a thorough exam and then ordered blood to be drawn for a battery of tests to be sent to an outside lab. Continue Reading...
Here are a couple of texts between Steve and me this morning: Me: What is the name of the flower that is blooming in our front yard right now? Steve: If it's yellow, I think it is a Jonquil.  Not sure of spelling.  It’s beauty reminds me of you, my Dulcet Darling. All together now: "Awwwwwwwww!" Continue Reading...
I'm leaving the house tomorrow at 5:45 a.m. so I'll go ahead and get my Monday post written today. The reason for my early morning journey is to pay yet another visit to my rheumatologist  who will be starting me on an Orencia infusion. The Remicade didn't do a whole lot for me so I'm hoping for good results from a different med. While I've got you here, I wanted to mention Sarah's latest blog post; you'll want to peruse it and find out more about the the novel she's been working on for the past seven years. It's a very interesting read. Continue Reading...

Monday morning, Steve and I drove four hours to Chapel Hill, NC  where Kelly, a woman who attends our church, was having surgery to give one of her kidneys to her 6-year old daughter, Sophie.

Is she cute, or what?

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I opted for quietness on my birthday. No big party. No big group of people. An introvert's dream day. After sleeping in until 7 a.m., I puttered around happily on the computer for a while and then eventually got myself out the door to enjoy a (finally) sunshiney day--a day which followed two weeks of clouds, sleet, snow, rain and other variations of weather morosity. Continue Reading...

I Like Old

March 7, 2014 — 33 Comments
I met a guy once who was twenty-three. He was ornery and stubborn and cemented in his ways. His outlook was sour, and he had already grown a dozen decades older than his childhood. When he and I parted ways I thought, “That young man is so old.” Continue Reading...