This time last year, my mom visited me at the hospital, armed with two baskets and a shopping bag full of candy and toys. We spent the next hour putting together Easter Baskets for my two boys, since I wasn't home to do it myself. I could not explain to her just how much that... Continue Reading →
Day +229: Bad to the Bone
The third of the one-year anniversaries is today. Number two was on Saturday - the anniversary of the date I went into the hospital. I paid homage to the day by going to the shooting range with friends and putting some holes in paper down range. Therapeutic, for sure. But one year ago today, was... Continue Reading →
Day +226: MY BODY WANTS TO RUN!
Finally!! I have been feeling hints of it for weeks now, my body whispering to me that it is getting stronger. This morning, as I drove to work, it was a loud roar, not a quiet whisper. My legs wanted to go, my lungs ached to feel the cool air rush through them, my arms... Continue Reading →
The Road Less Traveled 