Yesterday was Steve’s and my 31st wedding anniversary.  Although January 2 has been special in our lives for a long time, ten years ago that date came to have an added meaning in our lives because it was the day that Sarah was admitted to the bone marrow transplant floor of Duke University Hospital.  (She was there almost a month.)…

As we do almost every year, we spent Christmas Day with Steve’s parents in Charlotte.  Steve started a tradition last year of bringing along oysters to eat as an appetizer and so the Smith Men ate and the Smith Women watched the Smith Men eat.   (A perfect arrangement, in my opinion.)…

Last week, after all of us had finished opening our Christmas presents, Steve walked over and handed me a piece of paper, a piece of paper that could only mean one thing:  a scavenger hunt was about to be afoot.  Which puzzled me, rather. I couldn’t remember asking for anything that was scavenger hunt-worthy.…

Although Christmas is already gone,  I am still finding myself with quite a few Christmas-related posts; if it’s okay with you, I’m going to extend the Smithellaneous Christmas season just a little bit longer. As you can probably imagine, the best part of Christmas for us was last Friday night when Nathan and Meagan walked in our front door after flying in from Florida.…