"I got to thinking one day about all those women on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to 'cut back.' From then on, I've tried to be a little more flexible."
(Erma Bombeck)
Saturday, February 27, 2010 at 11:39AM or•di•nar•y adjective 1. of no special quality or interest; commonplace; unexceptional. 2. plain or undistinguished. 3. somewhat inferior or below average; mediocre. 4. customary; usual; normal. Our lives are made up of ordinary days. Don't we all somehow sense that the small moments of our lives make life worth living?
Thursday, February 18, 2010 at 7:49PM Last Friday, I was interviewed for an article in the community magazine, Healthquest, a publication of Skagit Valley Hospital. There really wasn’t an “angle” that I could tell. Rather, I was simply asked to talk about my experience as a breast cancer survivor.
Saturday, February 6, 2010 at 7:33PM I've had a lot of my mind this week. Heavy things. Like the brevity of life, the meaning of my cancer experience, how to spend my remaining time on earth, what will happen with the economy (and my job), why I'm Orthodox, and on and on. I'd like to make some pithy remarks about those topics, but I'm plumb out. Which reminds me (the "running out of remarks" thing): I once took a stand-up comedy class at the local college, when my daughter was but a wee babe.
Friday, January 29, 2010 at 2:29PM For many years, I’ve participated in a graphic design forum on the internet where I’ve forged friendships with people from around the world. We have critiqued one another’s projects, asked for and offered advice--both personal and professional--debated politics and religion, shared jokes, and learned about the latest trends in graphic design.
Monday, January 11, 2010 at 9:26AM I saw a counselor this week. After all of the preliminaries about insurance and appointment times, she wanted to know why I was there. I spent over an hour with her and did most of the talking. I wasn't really sure why I was there. I have some ideas about it, but I'm feeling mixed up, confused, depressed, so we started there. I told her that maybe it's about the time of life I'm in right now. I suspect it has to do with loss--either real or perceived.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009 at 9:10AM The above headline is the title of a blog entry that caught my attention on a website I hadn’t visited for quite some time. It’s written by a woman named Mary Beth Bonacci. I’ll let her be my “guest blogger” this week. There’s no way I could improve on the point she makes. She writes: When we were teenagers, my brother used to say “Be nice to me. I’m dying.” I’d ask him of what he was dying, and he’d say “I don’t know yet. But I’m dying.” Indeed, we all are.
Saturday, November 28, 2009 at 11:01AM I am excited to welcome everyone to my new blog, Running The Race (www.runningtheraceblog.com)! I’ve been working over the last month to migrate all of the content from my Caring Bridge blog over to this new blog with its own domain name. It may need a few more tweaks, but for the most part, it’s ready to be unveiled to the “public” (that’s you)!
