on Last night, I could not write. I was exhausted to the core. I thought about how hungry I was when I was pregnant with Benjamin, and the subsequent awareness that it had been nothing compared to the hunger that comes with those first days of nursing. This realization was similar. I wasn’t expecting to feel more tired… Continue Reading On Children.
on Kathy asked Benjamin to join her for breakfast this morning, a swim at her house, and lunch, so that they could spend some time together. He was excited to go, and I was grateful for the time and space. I had some writing to do. I spent the entire morning writing copy for Benji’s September… Continue Reading Day 575
on We are all home together for the first time since very early this morning, reveling in the greatness that is Friday. Benji’s steroid pulse ends Sunday morning. It’s been a predictable one, honestly. Hunger and impulsiveness strike when expected. Even Benji seems to know it. He is able to acknowledge these behaviors and compensate for… Continue Reading Day 498
on I was given a moment of grace this morning. A feeling of calm so complete it washed over my whole being. I’m deeply grateful, and re-rooted into the ground. After over-analyzing my growing paranoia about Benji’s pill box, today the answer floated into my house through the open door on a cool midmorning breeze. We are… Continue Reading Day 460
on The night sky before the sunrise was a deep indigo this morning, the same color as the water, almost vibrating. When my walking friend and I reached the top of the bridge on our way back, we were stopped in our tracks. We witnessed a celestial event the likes of which I have never seen. A… Continue Reading Day 453
on I talked to a bestselling author a few weeks ago about the potential of writing a companion piece for mothers who have children with cancer. One of her top pieces of advice was to join a writers’ group. Selfishly, I didn’t feel I had the time nor the energy to devote to writers whose work I… Continue Reading Day 433