My Deliverer

My Deliverer

The trip was going well. We were fifteen hours from home and only two and a half hours from our destination when we took a lunch break. I was in line to get our food when another traveler asked me if I owned the silver handicapped van in the parking lot. That was not...
There’s Life Beyond . . .

There’s Life Beyond . . .

Several years ago, Jerry and I experienced a sudden and unexpected loss in our lives that turned our world upside down. Navigating the pain was long and hard. When we took our eyes off ourselves, we realized there were others going through a similar situation or were...
The Minority

The Minority

My countdown is on to the end of my radiation treatments. Five sessions left out of thirty-one. Mostly, the treatments have not been difficult to handle. And the team who administers them are compassionate and friendly. I’m just ready to be done. This entire cancer...
Halfway There

Halfway There

Halfway There As a kid, when we went on a road trip, my sister or I would invariably ask our parents, “Where are we?” Or “How long till we get there?” Just as predictably, our parents would answer “Closer than we ever were.” At some point, we set those five words to a...