Category Archives: Motivation

It's not my fault, but …

Forgive our absence from writing, we’ve been busy (and who hasn’t?) Between enjoying summer, spending time with family, celebrating the holiday and watching fireworks, I’m pooped. Dan probably is too, but we keep going. He works and runs, and once again, I’m taking an English class at CMU. Life is hectic and I think that…Continue Reading

For these moments

Sitting out on the deck for the first time this spring, Jennifer and I enjoyed a lunch of grilled leftovers from a dinner with friends Saturday night. Warmed-up hamburgers, hot dogs and straight-out-of-the-can baked beans never tasted so delicious. Finally. We had a moment to catch up after three weeks of insanity that started with…Continue Reading

Always starting with today

Like most others worldwide, my prayers went out to the people who absorbed the unimaginable earthquake- and tsunami-induced devastation in Japan. Intense images from there triggered aftershocks in my heart that was beating half a world away from the epicenter: • The man in a business suit high-stepping his way into the street to avoid…Continue Reading

A hair on my face

This was written Monday, February 28. I was considering dropping the English class I am enrolled in. To see the strange way my mind works, read on. I made a decision today. At least, I think I did. Yep, I’m almost 100% sure. And, it was a piece of hair that helped me decide. I…Continue Reading

Happy New Year

A good friend recently e-mailed me this Handbook for 2011. Because it inspired me, I wanted to share some of it – along with a few additions from me, of course 🙂 My thoughts are in italics. 1.       Drink plenty of water. Yes, that is tough with MS, but we should try.…Continue Reading

Still going …

With Brett Favre’s consecutive game streak coming to an end this past week, I wanted to take a moment to reflect on My record streak revisited blog posted in August 2009. While his streak ended at 297 games, my consecutive day streak for dealing with MS stands at 3,954 days and with the support of…Continue Reading

The bathroom floor imprinted on my face

Yes, on my face. Couldn’t have happened at a worse time. Or so I thought. Right there on a break from my class, Dan was helping me to pivot in the Anspach Hall bathroom and SMACK! Profanity! Profanity! Profanity! And Tears … tears … tears. And that wasn’t just me. I heard profanity and tears…Continue Reading