Fat, Not Stupid

Can I be real a second? I have to tell you what life is like as a fat person. It’s been on my mind and it finally boiled over today when I was reading the comments to a question I had posted on our local “find and refer” Facebook page. My question was this: Do…

I Had A Dream

I had a dream tonight that I attended a wedding… of sorts. Like most dreams, it was a mix of crazy, longing, loving and beautiful. The bride in my dream was the sun that shone over the mountain where I lived when I first moved to Montana. I met and fell in love with Tom…

Three

I have three surgeries left. They have always been on the ‘To Do” list but obviously they had to take a back seat while I gestated a tiny human. Tomorrow I will undergo a full hysterectomy to get rid of pesky pre-cancerous uterine cells. Here are my thoughts on all this. I’m not scared. I…

Book 2: Anything is Better than Nothing

In my last update I humble-bragged about getting to move forward with life free from cancer. I have some guilt in saying that because I know and love people who are still out there fighting. It is a bitter sweet moment when you realize you are out of danger but you have your mind on…

Alive

Hey y’all, you’re stuck with me. Six month follow up with the oncologist and it’s all good. I’m alive and I’m here to stay. Give ‘Em Hell

Date Night

Let me tell you, we know romance. We finally made time for a date night. It was sweaty, steamy and exhausting. It wasn’t something we had planned, but it left us more connected than I’ve felt in a long time. Our six mile walk- (what? what were you thinking?) finally gave us the space we…

Drop Some Knowledge

Just when I think I’m pretty smart, Elle says this about truly listening and learning from one another: “You don’t have to know to hear, you have to hear to know.” She sure is something. I love you, little one. Give ‘Em Hell

No, Your Kid’s Teacher Doesn’t Want a Mug

It’s that time of year again where we reflect on another school year gone by. We pack half-hearted lunches and daydream about beaches and bathing suits. It’s time for a break. It’s time for Summer Vacation, friends. It’s also time to thank the men and women who are courageous and loving enough to educate our…

I Am Not Alone

Something in me gave way a bit when I wrote my last piece about the struggle to stay on track. Those last few paragraphs were an exercise in freedom. I wasn’t expecting it, but admitting that the food battle is so emotional cracked open a reservoir of untapped strength in me. It wasn’t that I…

Sugar War

It is Day 2 on Survivor Island (Diet Edition) and the inhabitant is getting hungry. With a scarce rationing of proteins and fats, the sugar addicted brain starts to play out its sneakiest sabotage hits. It starts with negotiating. “Feed me some simple sugars, no one will find out.” When rebuffed, the negotiations escalate. “Fine,…