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Brain Struggles
Some day’s time dissolves into nothingness as the pieces I once identified with slip through my fingers. The familiar fades in the distance and I examine the world for something recognizable.
I know every journey is different and that path is covered in a haze of unknown. The mystery of life unfolds so slowly, revealing meaning through love and challenge, heartache and joy, all...

"I run for peace, strength, health and balance. I run because I can and she cannot. I run because there are days when the heartache is impossible and I must extract something to be grateful for." 
 ~ Tina Zarlenga
Today marks three-years since the removal of Deb’s brain tumor, the timeline where doctors roughly estimate your recovery stalls to nothing, but that does not satisfy us, if there...

There are days when life feels like it is falling apart, all the pieces I once recognized are slipping through my fingers like the sand at the beach. So many things that were once familiar fade into the distance as I search for something recognizable.
The simple truth that life is not fair I know all too well.  The loss that has occurred in our family alone triples many of those who surround us and...

The red glow of the sun filters the sky, reminding me of the promise in a new day; attempting to appreciate the beauty while trapped in sadness I begin to let go by untangling the positive, discarding resentments, and discovering life in the present. And just like that, time passes; the red sky has faded to a soft blue, transformation occurring as our lives unfold in a heartbeat.
The three of us...

Grace softly embraces my thoughts as I finish the last of my breakfast when the phone rings and a tug of guilt nudges at me, leaving any trepidation at bay; I lean in to the uncertainty before me.
Ever since the brain tumor was removed her life has been saturated with confusion. Betrayed by her thoughts, we volley through an exasperating tangle of repetition, which eventually fades into another...

Hit by a creative bug I began working on a happiness jar, a jar that can be filled throughout the year with happy moments. It felt good to be creative and allow myself the time to do something I enjoyed, but within that creative flash my attention began to wander, and inside that wandering appeared thoughts of my sister.
Every year her excitement through the holidays was contagious, and my mind...

Scars show us where we have been, they do not dictate where we are going ~ David Rossi
She was nearly ready when I entered the house, shuffling through her make-up case as she fended off her frustration in a search of missing items. I gathered the pieces I noticed on the floor and handed them to her and she laughed in the way only Deb can as she continued to get ready.
Although I was grateful that...

To get through a hard journey we need take only one step at a time, but we must keep on stepping...

We get asked that all the time... how's Deb doing?
And there is no easy answer, the explanation routinely changes. Today, Deb is a champion, spending her time laughing a lot and enjoying the moments along the way, besides for the usual questions she asks about the boys, or when she insists on calling Gordon for the answer. There are periods when her reasoning assures that she has forgotten...

The hardest part for me...
Once the dust of another morning routine has settled, and everyone has gone off in a different direction I find myself lost in thought, my attention spinning  from what I need to get done and then to Debbie and how her morning is going? Followed by the swelling of anger I feel for the injustice of what has happened to her and how brave she was before the surgery.
A constant...