Twelfth Night

One year ago this month I embarked on a most arduous journey. At the time, I thought I could handle it because I had been there before, fending off an unwanted intruder in my body and in my life but it was much harder than expected. Healing is not linear. It’s fraught with battles and…

Topaz

November is the color of gold. Leaves are in their final stage of decay before carpeting the earth with their brilliance. The sun is a particular shade of yellow gold as the days get shorter. Pumpkins are still in vogue as we prepare to celebrate Thanksgiving at the end of the month. Pumpkin pies and…

Homecoming

Healing from serious illness is a journey. Actually, healing from the treatment of serious illness is probably more accurate. I wasn’t yet aware of the serious illness until it was detected on a routine test so my healing is more from the havoc the treatment wrought on my body getting rid of it than the…

Raspberry Jam

My Grandma Rose made the best raspberry jam. The smell of raspberry jam cooking would waft into my early morning dreams whenever I spent the night at grandma’s house. My little brother and I would race downstairs to the kitchen where Grandma Rose had been up for hours picking raspberries and making jam. That beautifully…

Three Red Roses

The Summer Solstice is today. Time has been slippery for me ever since the pandemic so it’s kind of crazy to realize that we are in summer again after the year my family has just had. Here in the Pacific Northwest, we crave the sun. Notoriously famous for being a rainy state, fellow citizens celebrate…

Radiation Blues

It’s helpful in life to find the humor in even the most serious of situations. If we can’t laugh at it, there must be a problem. I’m not trying to minimize the suffering happening in the world. I can’t find much to laugh about a war. Or in the plight of the millions walking hundreds…