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Endings, Beginnings

Most days my dog and I walk to our neighborhood park. It is the highlight of her sweet, furry day. And mine, too, usually. On the way we pass a white house on a corner that is a group home for severely disabled young adults. A big, fancy van, the […]

Promise Revisited

I’m certainly not a poet, or even a writer, but this space gave me a needed outlet during an extraordinary shift in my life. Six years ago I was diagnosed with lung cancer. I think I wrote this the day I got the phone call. Funny. I remember writing it […]

Well, duh.

I don’t watch much TV and I don’t follow the royals except when they do something amusingly stupid, but I watched the Meghan & Harry interview with Oprah and read some of the follow-up fallout to (rolls eyes) Her Majesty et al. Here then are my important insights, so pay […]


Release me to the skies in a million pieces To ride the thermals with the hawks, delighted, enchanted, free Then let me float past them, effortless, to oblivion

R.I.P. and don’t let the door…

When I was diagnosed with lung cancer, one of the first things I did was Google “what it’s like to die from lung cancer.” In April 2015, the odds of beating my disease were pretty dismal. Convinced I wouldn’t make it past Christmas, I started reading to prepare for what […]

Rainbow Bridge

At 12:45 this afternoon, I said goodbye to my sweet Moses — another (like all of my cats) foster fail. I could never let them go. Fourteen years ago, he was rescued as a very young kitten, found among the tall reeds in a pond. I don’t know if he […]


There are two small index cards with quotations taped to the neck of my computer monitor. They are the first things I see when I sit down at the computer.  I put them there when I was going through chemo and radiation when god you’ll reach for anything to get […]

Goodbye, Stephen Hawking

I’ve mentioned before that I use this blog mostly as a repository of things I want to remember since, you know, chemobrain. Here’s an example.  I don’t know a black hole from a pot hole, but I know it mattered that he did. An extraordinary human (and fellow atheist) left […]

Monday Notes

Dear Maizie: I hope you, Emma and Ellie are running through some soft, high grass and stopping to discover new smells. I hope the sun is shining on your velvet head.  I hope you are eating those little cheese chunks you like and taking long naps under an old oak […]