It hasn’t killed my focus… I sit here in my office typing or sorting or outlining with cats jumping up and down from my lap and I rarely think about it. My wife, however, can hardly walk into the kitchen – a hallway away – without stopping and squealing that she cannot and will not stand the smell […]
Crumb: Focus. Mine and yours… Read Post »
“My gosh. I just found seven kittens under my porch! What do I do?” (Hint: you call my wife.)
The Humane Society Girl Read Post »
I’m not really that smart, but I’m smart enough to know this isn’t the time to talk about how we frame our experiences and how what we expect to be true often becomes true.
Crumb – Real crumbs falling from a real table… Read Post »
I came across a little gem/not-gem today sorting a stack of files about my accident. It’s my wife’s pocket notebook from when I first went to the hospital. On 5/31, amid other observations about my living and dying and the tubes pumping in and out of my body, she noted: “Also, you said I looked
Crumb – Accident Memories Read Post »
We tested at a fertility lab and discovered we were both marginally normal, but rested on the lowest bar of that range.
Music, IVF, pregnancy and twins Read Post »
A story about a book. Kind of. It rambles… Here’s a story – I’ll let you decide if it’s weird or not – about a book title populating my feeds lately: Experiencing God. The 30th Anniversary issue is just now published, but I’m writing about it as a new book. Where I reveal myself as an