Maybe you’ve tried to make a deal with God. Perhaps your negotiations took place on the bathroom floor, swearing that your lips would never touch a drop of tequila E.V.E.R. again if God would only let you live through the night. I seem to recall I swore I would never even look at Peter again [...]
Posts under ‘Having faith’
I am full of thankful
“Bad things have happened, but we’ve managed to endure it.” Not exactly the wonderful frame of mind one wants to take into Thanksigiving. But really? We have not had the best track record. 2005 brought a stroke for me and a fall full of physical therapy and worries of what kind of mother I would [...]
Updates from the mentally battered
Ok. Ya’ll? LOVE YOU! Mom is doing much better…her meds appear to be working (although the doctor’s refuse to do more tests, calling them “unneccessary” and expect her to just “know” that the clots are passing because she’ll “feel better”…MEH! I want tests!)…she is actually FEELING BETTER…and my sister drove down with three of her [...]
I’m not ready
Posting may be light in the next few days as I am out of town with my mom and dad. Friday night my mom was diagnosed with multiple pulmonary embolisms, blood clots in her legs and lungs. VEEEERY bad news. She was recently in a pedestrian accident when a woman didn’t realize her car wasn’t [...]
One time I don’t want to party
I had this whole post planned about the “end of treatment party” or lack thereof. I even had it partially drafted. Everything I needed to say about this subject is totally encapsulated in the next sentences I’m going to type: Another friend’s child relapsed this week. A young man, eleven years out of treatment, was [...]
