Today my Oma, that's german for grandmother, turns 96 years old. It doesn’t escape me that I have longevity in my genes and yet my daughter Jena couldn’t live to see her 14th birthday. Growing old is not a gift given to all, that is painfully real to me. But last week, I had the gift of …
Motivation & Perseverance
The Bittersweet Irony and Lesson of a Transplant
Marc and I are finally renovating the house we built over 25 years ago. We are no longer that young couple that raised our family but empty nesters that never updated their house in 25 years. We concentrated on our kids, not our home, and it showed. Think the early 90s. Think flowers, stripes, and …
Meeting Jena; three years in the making
Another amazing Jena story that proves, yet again, that there are #NoCoincidences Since 2007, Marc and I have ventured out on our annual Jena Adventure to escape our self-proclaimed Hell Week. Our ‘hell week’ is the time between Thanksgiving and December 4th; between Jena’s last holiday with us …
In Search of…
Ok raise your hand if you remember the TV series, In Search of...? Yes? Then like me, you're old too. Remember the TV Series started with this narrative after that eerie music: "...This series presents information based in part on theory and conjecture.The producer's …
Humpty Dumpty
To meet me, some think I have it all together. Some say I’m strong, amazingly in control and even fearless. Others say I’m just plain crazy. Well, yeah, they’re right. Truth be told, I’m also broken. Life is fragile and precious and it never quite turns out the way you originally …
Waiting is the hardest part…
The other day I was excited to meet, in person, my Facebook friend who is a young, newly engaged, inspiring woman who happens to have cystic fibrosis...and is being evaluated for a double lung transplant. We were to meet for coffee at the local Starbucks close to her home. It never ceases to …
Make it
I am in the 9th hour of a 12-hour car ride from New York to North Carolina, in the backseat, with no control of the music or temperature of the car. At least I have a stash of chocolate and my laptop to keep me sane. My expectations for this trip were low and by low I mean I would have gladly …
