Show us a sign?

If you’ve been watching the news and you have had your power restored since Hurricane Irma made her presence felt, you know that we’ve had a crash course in what’s really important down here in Bradenton, Florida.  We’ve experienced every little bit of all of it this week.  After Hurricane Harvey left immeasurable devastation in…

What are the odds?

The Powerball is now at 700 million.   I’m not a lottery type gal, but even I am beginning to get interested.   Your odds in tonight’s drawing are 1 in 292 million.  It’s the second highest pot in US history.  And it’s fun to be a part of something, right?  I’m buying a ticket….

Full of Great.

I was filled with gratitude as I drove over to meet up with the sixtahs on Friday morning, now over a week ago, for a planning meeting.  I love seeing the gals, and we’re getting ready for our next trip!  In the year since our Route 66 trip Patty has battled her cancers fiercely.  We’re…

Bravery.

” I’ve been reading books of old, the legends and the myths Achilles and his gold, Hercules and his gifts Spiderman’s control, and Batman with his fists And clearly I don’t see myself upon that list…” The Chainsmokers and ColdPlay   I’m at Patty’s bedside as she receives her 64th chemo dose.  To my left…

2.7 Seconds on a Bull Named Fumanchu.

We told Trudi we were having a Trip Planning Meeting, but we weren’t.  She walked in to Jane’s house with a plate of shrimp and cocktail sauce.  And then we hugged her and screamed, “Happy Birthday!” We donned disrespecful stickers and placed a tiara on her head. The shrimp were left for Jane’s husband.  And Trudi’s…

Let’s face it.

  When you go to the Moffitt Cancer Center website you see the faces of Moffitt.  The providers, the patients, the families…and right away your see Patty’s face.  She’s the one with the purple (the color of Pancreatic Cancer Awareness) scarf and the giant smile…right on their home page (www.moffitt.org):   . When you go to…

What room is there for fear?

  I wasn’t going to write this. It was Chemo Day for Patty this past Tuesday, and all day I thought about what I would write if I did write. And then there was that moment when I decided I wouldn’t write it. Couldn’t write it. I drove home knowing: I am not writing this….

It’s time.

It was Thursday, January 26th at 3:07 p.m. when I got the text (actually we all did because we have a group text, named “Winona” of course.)  Patty had gone to Moffitt Cancer Center that morning for her monthly check up; we were waiting to hear how it had gone: “Back to Chemo…..neck mass is…

She walked in beauty, like the night.

She walked the fifty yard line with flowers in her left hand and with her right hand loosely through her son’s left arm.  It was Senior Night at our local high school.  Her son Alex is place kicker for his high school football team.  And he’s quite good.  A special moment for any mom and dad…particularly…

“All right Mr. Demille, I’m ready for my close up…”

  Alternate Title:  (sung to the Meatloaf tune of “I will do anything for LOVE”) We will do anything for Lunch, but we won’t eat KALE.   Some people can’t handle being in the spotlight.  But there are certain tricks.  Prepare.  Be focused.  Move thoughtfully, and say things that will be meaningful. OR you can wing it…

A very good M.

We met last night, and this morning is a very good morning. So much has happened since the Sixtahs unpacked their bags…Jean went on a great bike trip through part of Canada.  Patti has helped an ill family member.  Jane and Julie have dropped off kids at college, and Trudi had a great visit from her daughter….