Here I am supposedly a seasoned survivor of medical adversity, a guide on how to navigate the medical industry and the “Pu-Ba” of all things medical. I made sure that when I moved from South
The memories of my mom are like the varying colors of tulips; each distinctive in the color and hue. It is the variance of memories that come flooding back to me as we celebrate
President Trump stated in his proclamation: On this National Day of Prayer, we join together to offer gratitude for our many blessings and to acknowledge our need for divine wisdom, guidance, and protection. Prayer, by which
Disease comes in all shapes and sizes, long or protracted, mental or physical; one impacting the other until they often meld into one disease state. My cousin has watched her son sink deep into the
As I began my walk the sun was desperately trying to come out but was no match for the fog that had begun to roll in. When I walked around the lake, the steam
As I prepare for the mornings event, dread takes over my movements so they are slow and deliberate as if I can slow down time with slow motion. Fear grips my body like King Kong
I have been spending some time thinking about priorities. Where do I spend my time, my money, my thoughts, and my prayers? These questions come to me periodically, at times when I find balancing life
It’s been a few weeks since I posted. I have been a little busy and somewhat distracted. Ever feel like fire balls are being launched at you? The more time I spend putting them out,
I was cleaning house the other day and as I dusted a picture of me and three other women I was struck but the specialness of our relationships. Standing tall and smiling, we are linked
With the joys of the Christmas Season came also the the cold and flu bug into our household. So while I am not quite up coordinating thoughts, words and my fingers, I wanted to at
The fog begins to lift but I so want to remain within its midst, devoid of all thought, to continue my slumber. I glance at the large red numbers on the clock: 4:30 am. I
I have often said that I would rather have a baby than go to the dentist. But at 63, I may have to rethink that statement as I am exhausted after a full day with