I swear… I promise… I’ve been doing my “do”s, friends! I’ve communicated with friends. Returned voicemails. Reached out to a couple people I’d been intending to catch up with. Sent out cards to friends I needed to get cards in […]
I swear… I promise… I’ve been doing my “do”s, friends! I’ve communicated with friends. Returned voicemails. Reached out to a couple people I’d been intending to catch up with. Sent out cards to friends I needed to get cards in […]
Middlest: “Mommy. You know how you said I could see your boobs after they got cutted off?” Me: Er, did I? Middlest: “You did. I want to see them right now.” Me: “Not at the dinner table.” … That conversation […]
There was this cheer that we did in high school that went something like: Don’t mess with the best ’cause the best don’t mess… don’t fool with the cool… something something something blah blah blah {I don’t remember the rest. […]
Today. Today was such a good day. The weather was springy in my neck of the woods. The Middlest and I drove back from a quick trip down to home. And I was able to have a few phone conversations […]
Since college, this girl and I have been laughing together. And she’s always been the thoughtful one. The one who followed through on a thoughtful gift or note. After I got diagnosed, she took me to the Taylor Swift […]
Yeah. Today. I am not really mothering. And I know… That’s sort of terrible because I survived cancer and everything, in part, because I love the crap out of my kids and want to make as many memories with them […]
A note for an infusion nurse that means the absolute world to me. I’ve been meaning to write her a note for six months. Finally did it. Took me two minutes. What’s your #1doaday? #forrubie
… She’s been gone a year. Tomorrow. A year. It feels like I just sat in her funeral. I was sitting in one of the fullest congregations I’d been with to honor a life full of life. The minister spoke […]
Easter. I like Easter. It lines up with spring. It lines up with new. Newness. Hope. Fresh hope. He is risen. I just dig it. And every so often, we try to make Easter our “Wilber Holiday” because of the […]
I’ve talked about home before. Quite a bit in fact. I don’t hide my love and affinity for the map dot south of Lincoln, Nebraska where I was fortunate enough to spend my youth. Wilber. I probably only get home a […]