Tuesday, November 28, 2023

The Bumpy Road to Recovery

At the end of each year, the company I work for holds a day-long planning and reflection meeting. We review our company successes and what needs improvement for the upcoming year. We also reflect on our personal goals and achievements. One of the questions asked is, “What did you learn this year?”

That question can sometimes be hard to answer. It’s like when I was in school – I always felt like I learned a lot, but I couldn’t test well enough to prove it. This year was the exception. I’ve learned so much in the last 12-15 months and only wish I had another lifetime to put it all into practice.

First and foremost, as cliché as it sounds, life truly is very, very, VERY SHORT


Someone once said, "I don't know how you do it."
I said, "I wasn't given a choice."

Monday, October 16, 2023

The Road I’d Have Rather Not Taken

August 18, 2023 marked the one-year anniversary of my breast cancer diagnosis. After a final mammogram that day, I was informed that I had no new cancer developments. That was certainly celebration-worthy news, but I let the day go by without much fanfare.


My cancer journey’s bumpy road has included several unexpected road blocks and detours along the way. Until now, I’ve shared those challenges with only my closest family and friends, as well as my boss and co-workers. So, if you follow my blog, you'll understand now why I haven't posted anything since last year. I appreciate your understanding and would like to share my story now with my readers.

Thursday, July 28, 2022

Things I Rediscovered Today

Throughout my life, most people have pegged me as someone who has only two emotions – happy and mad – when, in fact, I experience the entire range of emotions that fall between those two extremes. Maybe I’m just so good at hiding my emotions most of the time, that those two are the only ones anyone can ever recognize or acknowledge or assume that I must be feeling. 

Friday, June 24, 2022

Welcome to Murica

Imagine, if you will, living in the alternate timeline created by a single diverging event, one that happened in November 2016 – the timeline where Donald Jackass Trump wasn’t elected president and didn’t have the opportunity to shove the fanatical Republican agenda down everyone’s throat in an effort to take control of anyone who’s not a straight white “Christian” male. Yes, that’s right, I put quotation marks around the word “Christian.” 

If my opening paragraph didn’t make you immediately stop reading, I want you to imagine that alternate timeline marching progressively forward, rather than regressing back to the oppressive Dark Ages, where a Pro Life movement really is about advocating for the life of a child rather than about controlling women.

Friday, March 5, 2021

Resistance is Futile

According to the Borg of Star Trek fame, “Resistance is futile.” Characters in the popular sci-fi franchise couldn’t successfully resist being assimilated into the Borg Collective and were turned into hybrid organic/cybernetic beings and became part of the hive mind. If 2020 has taught us anything, it’s that resisting change can indeed be futile – or fatal in the case of the COVID-19 virus.

Wednesday, February 24, 2021

The Big Empty

I think; therefore, I am.

When I was a child, I used to lie in bed at night and wonder what it would be like to be dead, to no longer exist. I imagined death as a never-ending plane of darkness filled with absolutely nothing, where nothing ever happened, and where I would be trapped for all eternity. The concept of a vast emptiness of non-existence overwhelmed me; it was too much to comprehend. 

Wednesday, July 31, 2019

Life Is Indeed a Journey

Each decade has had its own distinct energy and character. The 60s were rebellious, the 70s wild, the 80s conservative, and the 90s saw the beginnings of another technology boom. Despite the doomsday prophecies of Y2K and 2012, we rang in the new millennium with a promise of futuristic gadgets based on science fiction, of hope for a better world, and a movement toward a more compassionate, accepting people.

Saturday, August 11, 2018

Picking Up The Pieces

"Picking up the pieces" means you have broken and need to make yourself whole again. But I don't believe you can ever be truly whole again. While the pieces inevitably do get put back together, sometimes they don't fit the same as they used to, or some of them get lost and those holes get filled in with something else. The "whole" is never the same; it becomes different, new, more beautiful.


Sunday, March 4, 2018

Taking A Road Trip With Life

There’s a saying that has stuck with me: “Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.” Most of what I planned for my life hasn’t happened… yet… and because of that, I’ve learned getting through life is like taking a road trip.

I love road trips. But Life got in my car, pushed me out of the driver’s seat, told me to hold on, and took me for a crazy ride. A little too crazy, a little too fast, and a little too unpredictable. Other times, Life was driving Miss Daisy so slowly, the snails were zipping past us. Life also sped through red lights, went down some one-way streets the wrong way, and turned left instead of right a few too many times. Some detours made it impossible to backtrack. Meanwhile, the map flew out the window and my compass broke along the way.