I asked a question tonight about God who I’m not at all sure about these days. I’m still here. My Dan is still here. But we’re experiencing some struggles and wondering about it all. So, I screwed up a question … Continue reading →

So what exactly did we learn this last year? Did we find the exact moment when the underground crocus bulbs came alive? Or did we learn how to efficiently organize our husband’s medicine for the week? Did we offer ourselves … Continue reading →

My husband, My Dan, my hero, my always-there-man, Recently identified himself as fragile. Fragile! I dislike that truthful word. Fragile things nap hours a day in their chair, A dog at their feet, a robe across their laps. They breathe … Continue reading →

Fanning since April Waiting for a spritz of rain Find a day to breathe.

Phoenix had a little bit of rain today … some clouds. We’re told it’s our last weekend of cooler weather (mid-upper 70s) before the heat comes on us like a freight train. May is always when our first 100s hit. By … Continue reading →

I’ve lost my singing voice. I was once a singer. In college I was chosen to sing with the California Honor Choir (only a few were chosen), and I sang at Disneyland with my group, and I sang at other … Continue reading →

My Dan sleeps. He naps during the day. Gentle, tender naps. He dreams the wild dreams by night. He has something called (briefly) RBD. The long name is Rem Behavior Disorder. It means that his body moves with his dreams. … Continue reading →

My Dan. a cylinder of efficiency; One day, a golfing wizard, The next, struggling to pull his putt From the bottom of the cup. Yesterday, we met with a nurse from the Arizona Palliative Home Care folks. She was beautiful. … Continue reading →

We talked Three nights ago We talked. My Dan is a brilliant thinker, While I’m slow. So very slow. Slow is okay, he says. Brilliant is better, I say. He said he was happy. He said we’ll all die at … Continue reading →