On Coming Home to My Belonging
In January of 2015 my otherwise healthy seven year-old daughter was diagnosed with cancer.
Yesterday was the last day of school. Jordan was up early—very early—in anticipation of this.
The Supernormal emerges out of the New Normal After Cancer Treatment
I’ve become a huge fan of our local Fort Lewis College NCAA Division II men’s basketball team who are pulling off a record-breaking season
I wrote this post for the nonprofit Blueprints of Hope.
How the New Normal Led Us Back Home
I’m uncomfortably groggy this morning. It’s Wednesday, a school and workday, so I am forced to push through my sluggishness.
The New Normal continues to reveal facets of itself.
It was almost 100 degrees at Disneyland, but it wasn’t too hot to pose with Minnie Mouse.
I took Chloe’s temperature this morning.
Our little chiropractor.
It’s a perfectly lovely Saturday morning, so far. I sit sipping my Durango Joe’s iced mocha, which I retrieved by riding my bike down the hill to the coffee shop at 7am.
Chloe had her first official routine follow up blood test in Denver last Tuesday. She will get these done on a monthly basis for the first year out of treatment.
We are home once again, this time from a week-long respite stay in Summit County.
