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My wife and I spent most of the day at the hospital in Traverse City yesterday for a scheduled procedure for her (it was successful and she is fine). What prompted this was a remark by the nurse caring for her: “I’ll remember you as the folks who have been everywhere.” The remark came from… Read more
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It’s October in northern Michigan, which means never knowing what to expect when you wake up in the morning, or even from minute to minute. Yesterday was warm and sunny; today is cool, overcast and windy with just a hint of mist in the air. It’s the nature of Autumn; a season of change and… Read more
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Little by little we have transitioned back to our lives in Michigan from Texas. This week was an important step. We were finally able to close our bank account in Texas., the last legal/financial tie that we still held there. On a lesser note, my secondary Facebook page, Texan Not Texan has changed names. It’s… Read more
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Have you ever been told you couldn’t be part of a group, or even a family? Some, if not many of us probably experienced something like this as children or teens, maybe even as adults. Being rejected because you were told you were weird, ugly or just not “one of us”. Maybe your family wasn’t… Read more
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It’s Wednesday afternoon and I’m home by myself. Rita has gone to visit and have dinner with some old friends from the Cadillac library. I rather enjoy a little time alone (occasionally), and thought I’d write something a little humorous. When we moved back from Texas we brought no furniture, and were graciously allowed to… Read more
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Looking back, it seems we are supposed to be exactly where we are. The apartment where we live came available for us within two weeks after our return to Michigan, and within three days after we first learned of it. We were told that most people were waiting up to a year for some place… Read more
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After three years in Texas we have returned home to Michigan. It wasn’t any one thing that brought us home, but a combination of little things that told us we weren’t in our place. The church family we had there were beautiful, loving people. They cared for us, loved us, and made us feel at… Read more
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September is designated as Prostate Awareness Month. Let’s just say I’m very aware of it, having learned to live and deal with it over the past eighteen years. But what I want to address is the idea of being a cancer survivor. When most people hear that term, they think of someone who has been… Read more
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Where We Go From Here I finished my last chemotherapy treatment last Thursday. It was both a celebration of sorts and a bit of an anticlimax. I went through my usual routine, and then it was over. Thus far, the following days have been less difficult than some of the previous cycles, although I am… Read more
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I just completed my third cycle of chemotherapy this week. I’ve reached the halfway point of the treatment, which seems like an accomplishment in and of itself. The week after next I’ll have a repeat PET scan to assess response to what’s already been completed, along with bloodwork to check my blood counts, followed by… Read more
This World is Not My Home, I’m Just a Passin’ Through
