Providing Meaning

My son was so tired tonight, his spirit so exhausted.  How can I possibly seek respite from caring for him when I have no way of knowing how many more days we have together?  At 15 he has to tolerate getting help from his mother with showering, eating, getting dressed, and so many other things…

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Losing battles

Confronting the reality of my son’s condition as fatal is a battle that has taken me to the brink of insanity over and over again.  Sometimes the grief is so heavy that I don’t think I can bear it another second.  Then Dan will cough or crack one of his jokes that make me howl…

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Writer envy

I spend almost no time at all on my writing.  I read about writing incessantly, I read in my genre voraciously, and visit my favorite author’s websites obsessively.  All time that should be spent – wait for it – WRITING!!!  I learned this week that Nora Roberts’ rule for writing is “butt in chair” (or…

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