Well, do you? It doesn't actually matter whether you answered “yes” or “no” to that question. What matters is that you take a look at your attitudes about the subject of stress itself. If you answered, “Yes!” see if there is a hint (or a...
On the antiquated subway car that day, Andy discovered that his ears were perfect. Oh but there had been a time when they were not. Kids can be cruel after all. Growing up in St. Joseph, Missouri, Andy was a normal boy except for one thing...
When our friend Natasha asked us if it would be too “cheeky” to invite us to her wedding in London, we unhesitatingly said that we would be honored to attend. Of Indian descent and her husband-to-be Sri Lankan, they planned a week-long series of events:...
Throughout my life I have had more than one type of dream. There are the convoluted ones that make no sense. Some are nightmarish while others are quite pleasant. Most slip away as I move on to the reality of my day. Then there are...
Ever spontaneously think about someone you love or a friend you’ve been missing? Does this ever happen when it isn’t a convenient time to drop what you’re doing to give them a call, shoot a text, write a letter or email? It frequently happens to...
Much to my surprise, I have the purr-fect nurse. You may have heard of her before - our cat Baby. As I started my breast cancer journey, Baby seamlessly slid out of her housecat persona into being the purr-fect nurse. Baby has always had what Shya and...
On the antiquated subway car that day, Andy discovered that his ears were perfect. Oh but there had been a time when they were not. Kids can be cruel after all. Growing up in St. Joseph, Missouri, Andy was a normal boy except for one thing...
I’ve been writing this blog in my head for several days now. The title and first sentence changes but the outcome is always the same. I’ve entitled this: I wanted the outcome to be different I can still taste him on my lips It...
I don’t think I’m special. In fact, I’m sure that I’m not. This story started a long time ago when I wasn’t capable of tying my shoelaces – and maybe even before that. I looked up to the people around me, as did you, and...
Swinging my legs over the side of the bed I grimaced at the throbbing in my right knee. It had been just two days since I had arthroscopic knee surgery to repair a torn cartilage and things were still swollen, sore and I was dopy...