Beautiful World

Tabitha gave me a new bathrobe for Christmas. She's been telling me for years that my former one was "so big you can swim in it, Mo...

I am spending limited time online for the next little while. I'll be working online, of course, and checking email periodically. And I c...

Tabitha is home for about a week. I'm so glad. I cannot imagine spending Christmas without her. Today she'll help me go through her ...

This post will be ambiguous, maybe. If it seems that way, it's probably because the things I'm discussing are still a bit unclear to...

Yesterday a few people tried to talk with me about the outrageously tragic shooting in a Connecticut elementary school. My responses, in gen...

I am drowning in rehearsals. This is a good thing. I have a huge concert Saturday evening and another on Sunday afternoon, at which point I ...

I've been sitting at my desk most of the morning staring at laundry I need to fold and thinking of my kitchen floor. It really wants me ...

I think it's normal to feel disconnected from people sometimes. We become overwhelmed with the struggles in our lives or very busy or we...

About a month ago, when I was least expecting it and definitely not strong enough to receive it, Therapist sent me an email letting me know ...

I haven't been writing for a little while because recent days have been unusual and unpredictable, and quite honestly, I just haven'...

I frequently have days when I feel this. I used to believe it was a unique personality flaw--an inability to accept human companionship on a...

A few weeks ago my father asked me if I would be willing to drive my mother to Utah. She wanted to attend "Time Out For Women" whi...

We all make them. Sometimes we're correct, but often we're not. A couple of days ago, due to some assumptions he's made about Jo...

I'm a little bit surprised at myself. I began this journey nearly eight years ago. I began chronicling my journey in a different blog ...

In August, when Tabitha went to the managed care facility where she now resides, I told people I would need a couple of months to regroup an...

My mother taught my siblings and I how to sew. It was required--and on my part, unappreciated. However, it became a means to an end for me. ...

Darrin and I spent last weekend with Tabitha. She seems to be well and is working toward learning the skills necessary to cope with life. It...

For the past year (or more), I've been feeling the weight of reality. The result of this is that my previously exultant view of life bec...

I realized yesterday that I don't want Tabitha to come home. I miss her a great deal, but the thought of dealing with  the a child who i...

--just not my own. There are valid reasons for my distaste for my birthday, most of which have been explored annually on this blog, and the ...