Twenty Eight Thousand Six Hundred
143 trips. 28,600 miles. 572 hours spent in the car. It's about a hundred miles...a two hour drive...from the Pink Door House in Moses...
Written From My Scars
Does this angle make my wounds look open to you? I'm looking in the bathroom mirror after my shower. The eucalyptus scented vapors are...
Rage and Third Grade Monkey Bars
"These are Third Grade monkey bars." Quinn had climbed the three-step ladder and stretched her arms to demonstrate the bars were just...
Cancer Stole My Breastfeeding Experience
Instead of my usual two hour drive east, I'm receiving chemo in the local hospital today. The one where I gave birth to Eli three years...
Baby Birds, A Post for Mothers
A robin has nested in our back patio eaves. The nest is just out of reach. We see it from underneath. Observing her coming and going....
Lymphedema and Other Perks of Surviving
"Umm...why is there a dent in my arm?" We were both brushing our teeth. Getting ready to face the day. Preschool drop-off. Milk run....
Perspective: An Unexpected Gift
Wine. Dice. And....Lash Booster? You can never predict which way the conversation will flow on Ladies' Night. This was our most recent....
Tees, Please
The t-shirt. It was propelled into popularity when Marlon Brando bared his (and his biceps) in A Streetcar Named Desire. (That's right......
For the Love of Birthdays
Early June at the Farmer's Market. I was picking over zucchinis. I overheard the woman next to me tell the vendor she was on her way to a...
Under the Knife: My Cancer Story, Part 6
My double mastectomy at MDAnderson was scheduled to be six hours long. It took eight and a half. After I said goodbye to Jason and was...
