“I’m visually impaired and never see straight so it’s hard to know if I’m mad, drunk or awake.” —- Sister Rain
Month: October 2018
Cured
Five years ago today my husband, in his mid-forties, was diagnosed with congestive heart failure. There were discussions of a heart transplant. Eleven months prior, I woke up without my sight. A little cane back, not much, and I miss it every day. This morning my healthy husband lays sleeping…
Card Stock
We are redoing our home office so I have been cleaning out the old to make way for the new. I spent some time this morning going through some papers using my Merlin electronic magnifyer, including the cards I received when my mom died. The plan was to keep just a…
When It All Just Fitz
My husband’s beloved Seattle Seahawks played the Arizona Cardinals yesterday. As we watched the game all I kept thinking about was the relationship between the Cardinals’ Larry Fitzgerald and the recently passed Senator John McCain. Dear husband, I was, of course, intensely focused on the game as well. In case you don’t…