What is family?
There’s a guy I know who thinks he’s old. I don’t think he’s old, but he certainly knows a lot of things. He’s a well educated man (now practicing law from a home office) who wakes up each day around 4 in the morning, works out on his exercise bike, then drinks coffee and reads...
Laughter is the best medicine, or something like that
Well, well, well. Optimism doesn’t just boost your mood. According to new research, a glass-half-full attitude also strengthens the immune system. Read more at LiveScience.com >> I remember when I got pneumonia in 4th grade my mom told me that laughter (and a good attitude) helps people get better and heal. I asked if that...
The person only person I knew with brain cancer before I had brain cancer
This is a re-post from my private blog/journal. I was thinking about Logan and wanted to share. December 6, 2006 My friend Logan Whitehurst passed away yesterday, finally succumbing to brain and spinal cancer. When I found out this morning, I was numb. I got in the shower and cried. Crying in the shower is...
Under my mom’s watch
My mom was the only person in my family who earned a bachelor’s degree. She earned a teaching degree from Glassboro State College (now known as Rowan University) in the 60s. My mom was married at 21, had my sister at 23 and my brother at 27. She returned to teaching in between both of...
From mom
I got a letter from my mom today. These were the last few lines: I’ve got a lot of time to kill, or receive and live and recreate. I love you — hope I don’t depress you with my letters. Don’t know anybody else with enough brains to understand. That was funny.
Back to work anxiety
I started back to work on Monday and had a great day, however, Tuesday was not so good. It could be that what upset me was really nothing and I am just more sensitive now than I used to be. It could be because I hadn’t worked for four months and I was finally returning...
What my mom thinks
My mom writes: I was feeling so guilty about whether or not I was a good mom … Not being around as much as I should be. But I am what I am–what can I do? I love you deeply and cry when I think of all you are going through. Your friends are better...
