Coyote Ugly
The day was like any other. Except that it wasn’t. As usual, my morning ritual is to wake to a pot of fresh Starbucks Verona Roast, programmed to brew at precisely 5:00 so when I roll out of bed at 5:10 I don’t have to wait for my first sip of the new day. I […]
Come to Bed with Us
My longest blog post EVER! It’s a serious start that gets hilarious. I think you’ll agree. Stick with me? Laughter is great soul food. Hard decisions. This med or that med? Lower meds or higher meds? A new diagnosis on top of all the others we’ve been living with for years has sent shock waves […]
True Healing
The morning started out all slow and soft. Just enough warmth of spring allowed a walk through gardens without even a sweater and snapping of photos without her knowing. She’s back. Sort of. No longer delusional, thanks to some powerful medication, she’s not quite herself and she knows it. The quick and easy smile isn’t […]
Bleeding Heart
He and I walked the trails hand-in-hand with dew still sparkling on morning grass. Heavy hearts made for heavy feet where each step seemed a struggle. We have a long road ahead with one we love so. Bipolar illness isn’t something that’s healed, barring a divine touch. It’s something that’s managed and remission is fragile, […]
Transparency
Disclaimer: Do not read if you are uncomfortable with REAL—with TRANSPARENT. Then again, maybe it might be good to stretch beyond comfort zone . . . to see the beauty of transparent? He held the wheel with one hand driving the two of us home last night. And I sat numb, looking at the bruised sky […]
Falling Apart
Some may be appalled at the honesty and transparency of what I write below. I have prayed hard and sought input from godly people I trust most. My husband and I know our daughter better than any. We know her heart for God and that, more than anything, she wants to love Him and others. […]
Sure as Mother’s Day
Some things in life are sure things. Like Mother’s Day. I don’t know when the day was set aside to honor our mothers but I know it has been around ever since my mother labored with me for hours on August 2, 1959. At 5:40 P.M. at Trumbull Memorial Hospital in Warren, Ohio all 9 pounds […]
Closing and Opening
Some openings are sweet. Like this morning as I rub my eyes and open them slow to a new dawn with sun just about to sprout over that wide expanse of water I can see from my bedroom window. It’s just before 5 A.M. I scoot over to that man of mine, the one I […]
No Narrow Mercies
Leslie Leyland Fields is a direct and quick answer to my specific prayer this time last spring. I was stuck. I felt a strong call to write more than a blog but I needed help. Miraculously, I found Leslie. Since then, I’ve read her books and columns, spent a week on her Alaskan fish camp island improving my writing skills, and am still learning […]