Diverted by a Storm

Friday, October 28, 2011

7:15. I just want to squeeze in a couple of thoughts this morning before I head out to meet Tamela for our treadmill walk…

Dave’s had a few difficult days. After all the excitement and activities of the fundraiser and release of the TV segment we’ve had to get some extra rest and regroup (and I mean we!).
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New Lens

Sunday, October 23, 2011

I’ve had enough analysis and  writing for the week.  Time for a new lens. I’ve traded in my keyboard for a camera this morning. The Fall show is spectacular this year in my neighborhood…

Accepting Help

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Accepting help from others is one of the most difficult things for me to do. I don’t know if it is because I am so fiercely independent or if I have a martyrdom side to me. No, It’s simply independence, self-sufficiency. Pride.

Yet, the lesson I learned from the first cancer Dave had back in 1988-89 is that it is important to ask for and receive help. It lessens the stress on the primary caregiver and gives others who care about me and Dave the chance to show their care for him, for us. We all want to do something, to be needed and helpful. The generic “call me if you need me” rarely works. Just ask anyone who needs support!
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Autumn Days

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Morning again. I didn’t sleep so well last night. Nothing in particular; just awake from 3:00 – 4:30. Dave took his pills and I must have awakened by that. It’s during this time that I can hear my inner noises. Pulse, breathing, too warm, too cold.  Should I get up and work or write?

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Grief Reflection Scholarship Event

To Gratitude, with Love

Thursday October 13, 2011

I know it’s time to check in with myself here. It’s been almost two weeks. The last entry was September 30. As I was reeling (and still do) over my SCDS, a new life arrived on that same September 30. My step-daughter’s step-daughter gave birth to her daughter! Sayler is welcomed into this world. Denise and Chuck are grandparents! (Whew. I met Denise when she was a teenager and now she’s a grandma!) We’re great grandparents? How weird is that! The event is a poignant reminder of the full cycle of life.

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