Coincidence…I think not!

Coincidence - the occurrence of events that happen at the same time by accident but seem to have some connection. (Merriam-Webster) Have you ever thought and said to yourself, wow, that’s such a funny coincidence? Oh my goodness, how crazy is that? Or that can’t be possible? What are the chances? All comments that connect to what we believe... Continue Reading →

I needed it to be a cold blue…

I sat and cried. I thought I was okay, but I wasn’t.  The night before, I was taking my evening stroll and lectured my husband, that if anything should come back, that's questionable, I didn’t want anyone to overact. That if my tests were to prove something malignant, I wanted everyone to be strong. Yet,... Continue Reading →

Just write…

How do I inspire when it's me that needs to BE inspired. It’s hard to write when your life is experiencing chaos and turmoil. It’s hard to write when all you want to do is lay in bed and sleep until your trial is over. It’s hard to write when what you want to say... Continue Reading →

Doors…​

I currently am walking through the long corridor of Menopause! I’ve found a couple of doors along the way I refuse to open and others that I couldn’t help but open, walk in, take a seat and stay for a while! In those rooms, I’ve learned lessons that have shaken me to the core and... Continue Reading →

“Silent Witness”

The year was 1966.  On April 3, a baby girl was born on the Lower East Side, the firstborn for Maria. One month later on May 29 of the same year, another baby girl was born in the Bronx, the youngest child of Lydia. These two baby girls had no idea their lives would cross... Continue Reading →

Walking on Water…

How many times have you felt you are walking on water?  How many times have you felt, it will take a miracle?  How many times have you said this is an impossibility? I can honestly say I have said it more than a hundred times.  I have had to walk on water more times than... Continue Reading →

The Waiting Room (Part 2)

When his name was called, we walked into the lab room.  They asked my husband to hold Rob in his lap and hold down his little arms so that they could draw a significant amount of blood.  My husband's legs began to shake, his tears just flowed as he watched Rob so quietly, without a... Continue Reading →

The Waiting Room… (Part 1)

It was like any other 10-month-old check up.  We walked in, greeted all the wonderful staff and were escorted to our exam room.  We stripped Rob, the nurses weighed him, check his growth, and conducted his usual blood tests.  Nothing unusual, nothing exciting, but as new parents, everything was fascinating.  I recall my husband always... Continue Reading →

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