Run for Dori

Hello, friends. It's been awhile. I have a race to run. This time, for Gilda's Club Nashville, the folks who helped Dori every ste...

People look at me funny when I tell them I run in this heat. I used to despise running in this weather, but I've learned some tricks al...

The good folks at Vanderbilt-Ingram Cancer Center have spotlighted Dori's journey with leukemia. You can read it here . I am grateful ...

I could write a book about the last month, but I won't. I will tell you it's been the best month in some time, for several reasons....

And I see losing love Is like a window in your heart Everybody sees you're blown apart Everybody feels the wind blow Paul Simon, Gr...

My grief comes in waves, then abates. In the troughs, I know the waves will come again. That's how it is now. I'm dealing with it....

Today, Kathryn will be confirmed in the Catholic Church. Next week is Mother's Day. Kathryn graduates eighth grade later this month. The...

Last weekend, I felt another wave of grieving at the end of Palm Sunday mass. The violins played the way Dori liked them to play, and I cou...

It's been awhile since I blogged. Hello again. On several fronts, things are improving. My work is great. Kathryn is doing great in s...

Family life continues to be fast-paced, probably a very good thing. We're being productive, which is also very good. On Thursday, 35 fri...