from an article originally posted January 21, 2015...
So many of you big hearted loves have been trying to love me a beach experience. In a flippant way, a few weeks ago I said on Instagram that I wanted to go to the beach, which I do.
I’m here to say- I’m going to keep dreaming large. I’m working with my hospice team to do exactly that- get to the beach with my people. It may be a far off goal, it may never happen, but it’s good for my heart to hope for it.
from an article originally posted January 19, 2015...
I thought I would take a minute to read to ya’ll. I hope it isn’t upsetting seeing me so skinny. I thought it would be good for you to see me. The me that now looks me in the mirror.
from an article originally posted January 16, 2015...
Each day I’m astounded and humbled by love. Not a day passes that I don’t look upon love with a certain kind of awe that leaves me speechless- well almost speechless. Speechless is a rare event for me.
I love how love will never end, and how each day brings moments to meet another in love. Today, I made a new friend. As they were leaving, after I had captured a bit of their heart and given a bit of my own- I could genuinely say... “I love you, and you have my prayers.”
from an article originally posted January 14, 2015...
Kara and I drove to the doctor the other day, really the only outing that is possible these past weeks. As we left our house, some of Kara’s girlfriends were talking by the fireplace. They were talking about Kara and the impact she has on them. Kara caught one saying "Kara always asks about my marriage." As we left the house, I could see Kara sinking into sadness. She mentioned the conversation we just overheard which caused her to remember who she used to be. She felt sad that she didn't have the energy to engage those conversations. I think she felt separate from her past investment in people; that her new normal had been ripped out of her old comforts and joy. That there was no congruency between the two.
from an article originally posted January 10, 2015...
Norman was delivered to my home yesterday. There were a few mix ups and it took us a bit to get him here, but now he is settled into his new home. As y'all can imagine, for my littlest ones a chair with wheels is an exciting addition, until they hear they don't get to take joy rides through the house- then they became indifferent to Norman.
