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It was one year ago today that the world lost the one person that could teach us all a thing or two...
Jane felt immortal to me, like she would live forever. She did not want to be mourned, she wanted to be celebrated and she gave us plenty of memories to celebrate.
She lived life with no expectations and everything was a blessingHer laugh alone could make you laughShe gave of herself generouslyShe...

Once written, our goals become the reality necessary for change and we begin focusing on our dreams, exacting short-term goals to reach the long-term target.

It nudges out old memories the way a smell or a song do when they take you back to a moment long ago. The last Easter with my brother Joe still appears years later, a sweet memory of him with bunches of flowers for all the girls. That lingering memory inspired my own offering of flowers at Easter. Soon picking up daffodils or tulips for all the girls became my undertaking in sweet remembrance of Joe.

In exercise we often hear, no pain no gain...
But when a painful situation comes into our lives we are blind to see any possible growth or gain from it. Distance is necessary to articulate our perspective, and thats the hard part. The sadness and heartbreak often leave us stumbling for a purpose while we remain unable to grasp the overwhelming anguish.
Most of the struggles in life I wanted to...

Finding gratefulness in the everyday things...
List at least 5 things in each day you are grateful for...
March 01 - Today I am grateful for a day home, fireplaces, spark, coffee, photography, reading, writing, being creative.March 02 - Today I am grateful for egg whites, weight training, books, home depot, decorating, rearranging, organizationMarch 03 - Today I am grateful for morning coffee, hot...

The hardest part for me...
Once the dust of another morning routine has settled, and everyone has gone off in a different direction I find myself lost in thought, my attention spinning  from what I need to get done and then to Debbie and how her morning is going? Followed by the swelling of anger I feel for the injustice of what has happened to her and how brave she was before the surgery.
A constant...

There are days when things are moving forward and others where I feel I have lost direction...
Bellowing out songs from the seventies station brings about a grin, especially when Debbie serenades with her best "David Cassidy" moves, audaciously singing her rendition of "I think I love you," not missing a beat. Soon my smile fades and the conversation lingers back to the familiar confused chatter.
Last...

The sounds of annoyance escape her breath as she plunges into the couch...
Bitterly, she abandons her attempt to put on her sock and looks around frustrated. Resentful of her abilities, or the lack of, she struggles with what was once a simple task. Tenderly I take the sock from her hand and kneel down in front of her to help. "Thank you," she quips in an exhausted tone, and again my heart breaks...

what I've learned from Dementia...
When someone is mean, it is usually because they are hurting in some way. My mother has never been a mean person, in fact she never spoke up for herself, even when it would have been understandable.
Throughout life we meet people we think are friends, and find out, sometimes the hard way that they are not, discovering their toxic ways when they hurt more than help....

I never knew having a daughter could be so amazing...
We had always guessed Deb was supposed to have a daughter. She would love playing with a girls hair and trying different styles. 
25 years ago today we were all shocked when the doctor exclaimed "it's a girl" 
Born at exactly 7am in a birthing room at Southwest General Hospital just as the television blared "good morning america" and...