I’ve always been the cheerleader. Maybe my stint as an honest to goodness cheerleader in middle school didn’t last long. I wasn’t cut out for the backstabbing skort world of sports. I consider myself more of a life cheerleader. I am always there to send out an encouraging word and cheer on any one who
LOVE THURSDAY
I really thought about not doing an entry today. I’ve been in a bad place. The things I’ve written in my journal are not things I’m sure I want others to see. The other day, I wrote a list of things I hate. The truth is, I don’t want to revert to old habits. I
TODAY I WILL JUST BE HUMAN
I called a plumber. Last night, after it was brought to my attention that there was no way I could get a rented 100 ft drain snake into my car let alone down into my basement by myself, I called a plumber. I am still amazed at the relief that washed over me as I
THANKFUL FRIDAY
Sunday, my mom celebrated her 71st birthday. I took her out for a fancy dinner and then she took me into H&M, bought me a girly sweater and a couple of t-shirts that make my boobs look big. We had a nice time, something we both needed after a very stressful week. That Friday, after
LOVE THURSDAY
We received a care package on Tuesday. Inside we found fudge, coffee, hand sanitizer, multiple tubes of lip balm, tins of Altoids, Hershey Kisses, and an envelope of funny things (the most valued item in the box). An envelope of funny things. Seems so simple. We are a household of funny things. We laugh. That’s
RETURN TO NORMALCY
Cancer is a fucking asshole. In the last week and a half, I’ve had a crash course in all things suckage that is cancer. It’s a gremlin that wants to come in and tear apart everything. It wrecks any sense of schedule and routine to smithereens. Suddenly easy to grab crap foods are consumed and
BECAUSE I KNOW YOU’D WANT TO KNOW
Chris is home! The shower is fixed! Chris still has cancer! Wait…that’s not really all that awesome. Forgive me. I’m still having a hard time forming complete sentences. Chris is doing better. He still has internal shunts draining bile from his liver. His bilirubin levels are dropping and the liver doctor seems pleased with his
THAT OTHER SHOE JUST DROPPED
Poorly Differentiated Adenocarcenoma. Thems big words. Words that will never stop ringing in my ears, but maybe I need to rewind and fill in some gaps. Chris has been suffering from what we thought to be Hepatitis A for over a month now. Early Friday morning, the pain became too much for him so I
THANKFUL FRIDAY
As most of you know by now via Facebook, we have a little sewage backup problem in the basement. Wednesday evening I went down to the basement to retrieve the Christmas decoration boxes and as I opened the door a wave of poop stench wafted in my direction. That’s when I saw the puddle of
LOVE THURSDAY
I’ve been really reluctant to refer to this place as home. Part of the reason is guilt. I worry that if I refer to KCMO as home, I’ll hurt the feelings of my family and friends in my OKC home. But New Year’s day, I just kept thinking how nice it would be to be






