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Category: Liam

Memories: Why I Can’t Love Mothers Day

I’m going to come right out and say it – Mothers Day is not my favorite holiday.  It has absolutely nothing to do with the holiday itself, and I don’t resent anyone else enjoying it. It’s just hard for me.  Sorry, Mothers’ Day, it’s not you, it’s me and my insanely powerful memory. I remember the birth dates of most of my fifth grade classmates.  Don’t ask me why; I don’t know.  They just stick.  I call it the Ken Jennings gene, and I’ve got it bad.  I remember the… Read more Memories: Why I Can’t Love Mothers Day

For the Record – reposted

I’m reposting this because it broke when I posted it the first time and I had comments that the link didn’t work – hope it works this time! Oh, and CHOP called to tell me they approved Liam’s visit, though we can expect about $250 worth of co-payments, I laugh in the face of co-payments. . . I laugh a lot. ——— Tonight between work and the kids’ appointments after work, I dropped three envelopes relating to  Liam’s medical records off at the post office.  One package went to Heart… Read more For the Record – reposted

What I Need Now

When I was pregnant and distraught ten years ago, waiting for a tiny broken-hearted baby to break through my body and face surgery at best, death at worst, everyone in my life offered to do “whatever you need.” Ironically, I needed nothing. I had a surge of adrenaline that coursed through my veins and made me stronger than I ever thought I could be.  I was like the mother who lifts a truck off her underpinned child.  I needed space and time to get to a place before I could… Read more What I Need Now

A Creative Force

As my sufferings mounted I soon realized that there were two ways in which I could respond to my situation — either to react with bitterness or seek to transform the suffering into a creative force. I decided to follow the latter course.” ― Martin Luther King Jr. Today I thank Ruminate Magazine for posting these perfect words on their Facebook Page.  Liam (my nine-year old son) asked me if we should say a prayer for Dr. King today.  I asked him what we would say, and we talked about… Read more A Creative Force