Well Bless His Little Heart
Jesus, bless them, please. Today Mom asked, as she always does, “Where’s Raymon?” And I answered, as I often do,
Sharing the stories, emotions and lessons of life's challenges and God's grace
Jesus, bless them, please. Today Mom asked, as she always does, “Where’s Raymon?” And I answered, as I often do,
I know most of Mom’s sentences by heart these days, as she tends to be very repetitive. But today she
It’s all kind of crazy. And we might be crazy. My mom said so. Life with her is “interesting” these
Sometimes I don’t know the why. Well, often I don’t know the why. I sat on the porch with Mom
I’m thankful for this sweet little, mostly depleted candle. Somewhere in the earlier years of Mom’s AD, before we even
Oh Jesus, please take your time. The phone call this morning was full of love and concern, but part of
The day is overcast. My mood is downcast. It seems like every phone call I answer, every bit of news
Everyone knows that chopping onions makes you teary. So, it’s no surprise that my eyes were blurry today. I was
I don’t know if it’s human nature, or just mine, but there was a part of me that wanted to
I stop by to visit Mom and Dad. The end table by Mom’s chair is covered in wrappers and half