I have a 12 pound bundle of joy in my life. Big brown eyes that will melt your heart – covered with white and silver fur... Oh, and let's not forget his adorable curly tail. His name is Tucker and he's a three-year old Morkie. (Maltese/Yorkie mix, for those of you unfamiliar with the term.) … Continue reading The Lap Dog
Sarah sat at her desk staring at the gift catalog that lay open in front of her. In the background, Herbie the Elf proudly proclaimed he was “I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T” while Rudolph eagerly added his assent.
Most people, when they think of renewed life, think of Spring - the green grass, the budding flowers, the April showers. But, in the last several years September has, for me, come to represent a month of personal life renewal. I shared with you in my last post the celebration of my "sleeve-a-versary". Ninety-three pounds … Continue reading Remembering September
“Oh Great! Just what I needed when I'm already late!” Samantha cried. “A flat tire.” She had no idea how to change a tire. She was pretty sure Dad had tried to teach her once, but, as usual, she paid no attention. Besides, she was in her good work clothes and was wearing her new Jimmy Choo's on her feet! There was no way she was getting down on that road to change a tire!
I was laid on the long, silver stretcher. They strapped me in, securing my neck and arms so I wouldn't move and damage my spine any further. I was covered in layer after cotton-y layer of warm blankets - the first comforting moment in this little mini-nightmare I seemed to be having - and we headed for the ambulance.