Moonwater
Moonwater on the Camino — the kind of image that stays with you long after the blisters have healed and the miles are done. Continue reading
Moonwater on the Camino — the kind of image that stays with you long after the blisters have healed and the miles are done. Continue reading →
Futile questions — the ones you keep asking even though you know there’s no answer. Cancer asks them. So does love. Continue reading →
Can you trust your brain when it’s this tired? Caregiving for a parent with cancer takes a specific toll. Brain freeze is part of it. Continue reading →
Thumbscrews — the kind of pressure that comes from watching someone you love go through something you cannot fix. Continue reading →
Fifty reasons. The list she made when she needed to remember why she was fighting. Every single one of them was true. Continue reading →
Gotcha! The cancer had a bad day. She had a good one. These moments are worth celebrating loudly and without apology. Continue reading →
Musings from the middle of a long illness — where the mind wanders when the body is cooperating and the future is unwritten. Continue reading →
Bye New York, hello Denver. A new chapter, a new city, the same fight. She was always willing to move toward something better. Continue reading →
Well, here I go. The new year begins. She was still here, still fighting, still facing forward. That counted for everything. Continue reading →