Dearest Steve,     Our goodbye had been coming so long. In fact, it seemed we had already said it so many times and in so many ways. With tears and words and recently, as words became more and more difficult for you, with raised eyebrows and tiny hand […]

  You are here.   That’s the sign I’d like to see right now, on the big map of our lives. But there’s no red arrow to be found. All I know for sure is, we are where we are. Steve has taken a swift, significant downturn this week. I’ve only […]

  This week.  Wow.  It’s been a doozy.  My days have been full with the usual things, like caring for Steve, and some new things, like my neck seems to have called in sick for work. I woke up one morning unable to turn my head and that issue followed […]

  Dear sweet, almost-here Grandbaby,   I can’t stop thinking about you this morning. Lots of times when I think about you, I imagine your tiny feet and hands and nose, but today I’m dreaming bigger than that.  I’m dreaming about your big name – Phineas Brave – and thinking […]

  I’ve come to dread the question, “How’s Steve?”  It used to be easier to answer – when there were up’s and down’s, good days and bad.  Now, it seems like all the days are difficult and all the nights are long. This stretch of road requires a lot of […]