Checking In

I know many of you check here for updates and worry when there are none. Thank you.  Thank you for your comments and prayers.  Believe me, I have felt them.  There's no way I would have the strength and peace of mind I have now without the prayers God is putting on...

A Good, Good Night

October 19, 2010 I came over a little before three, and Rich left soon after to do work and go to a meeting.  So it was just Mom and me. I summarized my thoughts on finishing strong.  She said "Yes" emphatically. I asked her if she could look back and see God's...

Finish Strong

During pregnancy and labor, I feel at peace with my situation.  I have accepted what is happening and what is yet to come. I've read about it.  I've envisioned it.  I've prepared for it.  I am confident in the outcome. But there comes a time, every time, when all that...

10 Days

Rich (my step-dad) has been talking with others who have lost loved ones to cancer, trying to figure out what to expect.  And when to expect it. It seems common for people in my mom's condition to stop eating.  Entirely. After which they last about 10 days. My mom...

Worse

October 15, 2010 She went about five steps backwards today. What little she ate today came back up. She can't walk by herself. She just lies on the couch. The hospital bed came today. But she doesn't want to get in it. I sat by her on the couch and just scratched her...

In Which I Unleash My Thoughts

Did I tell you about the passport dilemma?  I filled out the application with just barely 6 weeks to spare (and they recommend allowing 4-6 weeks).  I joked that I was half-hoping it wouldn't come in time.  But since then, I've had 20 mile runs.  Twice.  And I would...

Death Seems To Be A Lot Like Labor

With the huge exception that instead of bringing a new life into the world, you're preparing to be taken out of it. She's nesting. My mom has never had the motto, "A place for everything and everything in its place."  She has always been too busy with life to bother...

Hollowed Out

Funny the physical effect emotion can have. I know I still have a heart. I know it still beats. But I feel hollow. Refusing to grieve leaves me cold inside. Especially when reminded of the intensity of the emotion trying to break through. Like when I'm informed she's...