What's so good about grief? I remember being confused by Charlie Brown's use of the phrase* when I was kid. Then (like this blog), I forgot about that until now. In the midst of trying to finally get the diagnosis to explain my mother's cognitive decline (the reason we made a cross-country move last year was to be nearer my parents), in one awful 4-day span in December, my dad learned he had squamous cell carcinoma, skin cancer, and my sister learned she had a brain tumor. In

Things suddenly feel like they're moving very quickly. I'm feeling nervous and unanchored and unfocused. Today is Husband's first day at...

It's been over a year since I wrote my initial post, so I guess we all know how well 2024's journaling attempt went. Haha! Unbelievably,...

About an incredible number of things. But first, this journalish blog. At my age, 51 (which sounds like a number for someone else's age),...