A Moment Lasts Forever
We had a moment. The four of us were in the car, and Joe put on “Apeman” by the Kinks: a catchy tune with silly lyrics masking serious thoughts. The song is about being too scared to Read More …
Tag: Love
Silence To The Naysayers
F*** them (think of a word that rhymes with duck). That’s what my husband Joe says of the naysayers. You know the type. They add nothing of value, but slowly gnaw at your confidence through “well intentioned” Read More …
Like A Computer, Life Has A RESET Button
I have been swirling in a glass full of self-pity, walking around with a dark cloud over my head. I was tired, cranky, and unenthusiastic about life in general. I couldn’t pin point the cause Read More …
Fearless At The Urgent Care
Fearless is not so fearless anymore and I blame New York for that. Not the entire state, but one particular doctor in some Urgent Care Center near Pound Ridge. Let me explain. I am not Read More …
Humanity In The Hospital
Hospitals are impersonal: long, sterile hallways, undecorated rooms, human contact protected by rubber gloves. You could feel like a piece of meat, being cured, until it’s time to go home. You are poked, prodded, and Read More …
The Helicopter Mom Who Flew Away
I’ve called myself a helicopter parent and an attached parent in the past. I used to be the mom who knew everything going on in their kids life and was on top of their game. Read More …
Update: My IronMan Florida Takes On Parkinson – Goal Met And Increased
This is an easy post to write. It’s simple and to the point and it says THANK YOU to all of you for helping me reach my fundraising goal. As I wrote here, I am racing Read More …
Two Is Enough
There is a baby in this house: her name is Sarah and she is five months old. She still doesn’t sit, crawl or talk. She just smiles, laughs and kicks her legs as if they Read More …
Ironman World Champion Leanda Cave Is Our ThumbsUp Celebrity Cheerleader
There is so much going on that I am struggling to keep up with it all. But this can’t wait. In fact, this is probably the biggest “thing” that has happened in my little blogging Read More …
The Reality Of Santa
My eight year old son Dreamer asked me: “Mami, is Santa real?” PLOP. If I was the Director of a movie, this would be when the music suddenly stops, we hear a screeching sound, and Read More …
