Please Raise Your Glass in Honor of This Family

This isn’t my usual, self-centered, self-evaluating entry. This entry is about a family who is celebrating the life of their wonderful husband, father, brother and friend. I am not family, I don’t even know him. We are “friends” on Facebook, but really haven’t had much contact. I have chatted with his lovely wife on several occasions. Again, I don’t know her, we just have a few things in common. She has read my blog and she has supported my efforts with Million Dollars for Mom. She and her husband are Purple Warriors and he is about to travel to his next adventure.

Did You Know There Are 52 Letters in the Alphabet?

My quest to find my happy self has hit a snag. I knew it would, but I didn’t think it would happen so soon and be so big to me. I will say I am happier than I have been but my heart aches and my stomach is turning.

My babies are going to start kindergarten in a week. I know what you are thinking. Kids go off to school each year. It is just life. They will be fine, most kids are. They will blossom, most kids do. 

Dear Mom

Dear Mom,

As Long As I Have My Spyglass....I Can Figure It Out!

I’ve asked this question many times and I think I have even written about it before.

What makes people happy? Not the casual kind of happy, the all is right in my life and I only find joy kind of happy.

Construction Zone

I am in the process of changing up my blog. I hope you don't mind the dead links, but I am hoping to have them up and running soon. If you have any suggestions, I would love to hear them. In the meantime, please look around. Some things are working smoothly.

I've Forgotton That I Love Color

There comes a time in the grieving/moving on process where a person has to “let go”.

I am at that point. The real question is what does let go mean? Change.

Do You Put the Pretty Side Up or Down?

When my dad calls the name on my phone says “Mom”. I need to change that but I just can’t. I’m frustrated because I am hanging on to silly things. It’s a name on my phone. What is wrong with me?

She's My Princess

I’m being followed. Not by someone, that would be easy to get rid of. I think what is following me is worse. I’ll come back to it in a bit.

I’ve said many times, the worst day of my life was the day my mom called and told me that she had pancreatic cancer and that it couldn’t be fixed. That day plays over and over in my head. It won’t go away and I wish with all my might that I could go back and erase that horrible, tragic day. I can’t. I’ve also said that I quickly started my research and based on the facts as I knew them, I accepted what was happening. I said I was never angry at God and I meant it. More about that a little later too.

When You are Sailing, What Happens When There Is No Wind?

I have written quite a lot over the past year. Sharing so publicly is not something that is typical of me. I share in person with people. Actual people I can see. Sending my thoughts, feelings and everything else out over the internet for the world to read isn’t me. Still isn’t comfortable. But I have found that it is helping me. I wonder if it helps anyone else.

I Was Just a Spoiled Child

Most of my adult life, I have only asked for help from two people. I don’t like to ask for help. I know for many things I need it, but asking for it just makes me feel like I am weak or lazy or that I am just not cut out for whatever it is I am needing help with. My husband is pretty good at knowing when I need help. My mom was too. She was the greatest helper a daughter could want. I must admit that I didn’t always want her help, but she always knew just what to do.