Loving well is something I strive to do every day, but probably only achieve on some days. I think we all want to be seen as people who are loving, kind, and caring individuals, but we fall short sometimes. The quick verbal jab that is in response to a loved one’s actions or words or the weariness of caring for a loved one during an illness may cause us to say things out of pain. Count me in on that tally. My desire is to love well my husband of 41 years, Chris. I have the aw

I sat and watched my 18-year-old son shake in the hospital bed, his eyes rolling up and away. This time, it was only about 30 seconds long. I checked the oxygen mask as the pulse oximeter beeped the desaturation out. I knew it would occur again in a few minutes. I had tried using my iPhone to record the episodes to show his doctors. They'd seen enough. After all, we'd been here for two days. My wife slept restlessly in the chair next to me. After a couple of minutes, my son f

Okay. I am determined to get through all the very worst days with you in the first year of this blog because it is necessary for you to know who I am and why I want to take this journey with you. That being said, not all the blog posts will be hard, but this one is. Why? Because it’s about that day. I want you to clearly understand why I am sharing the details behind the worst day of my life. It is not for the sake of drama nor to draw from you sympathy or sorrow. If we are t