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Category Archives: My WordPress Therapy Couch
Where did I put My Cup of Sugar?
My typical is the silly and uplifting snippets from life: quirky things my kids say, the cute antics of our fuzzy orange cat James, hikes and meals enjoyed by family and friends. It is the lemonade from the lemons of … Continue reading
Posted in My WordPress Therapy Couch, Random Thoughts, The Virus
Tagged Blogging, Children, COVID, Depression, Family, Kids, Lemonade, Life, Mental Health, Pandemic, Teaching, Writing
12 Comments
This One is Beyond Cute Kids and Cats
Imagine for a minute that you are a parent and you receive a digital message from your child’s teacher stating that one of your child’s test scores was well below the typical range of “normal” and that further testing was … Continue reading
Posted in Being a Teacher, My WordPress Therapy Couch
Tagged Cancer, Doctors, Health care, Health Insurance, Medical, Teachers, Thyroid
1 Comment
The Substance of Grief
This morning, the first day after the day of the death of my father-in-law, I found myself trying to define the sense and complexity of grief. What could I use to define it? Grief is a long list of adjectives … Continue reading
Posted in My WordPress Therapy Couch
Tagged Death, Family, Grief, Life, Loss, The forms of matter
17 Comments
A Gentle Ambush
Today. Alzheimer’s. My father-in-law does not realize it, does not know what has been lost even though he has been told. There is no explaining that can lead to comprehension when the mind can no longer do its job. We … Continue reading
Posted in My WordPress Therapy Couch, Random Thoughts
Tagged Alzheimer's, Family, Life, Love, Sadness
14 Comments
Driving
Some days I don’t know how I get home. Three days a week I have classes on campus, a 35 minute drive from our house. On most of these drives, especially in the past two or three weeks, I drive … Continue reading
Posted in My WordPress Therapy Couch
Tagged Fear, Life, NICU, Seattle Children’s Hospital, Stress, VP Shunt
20 Comments
Anything but a Simple Sunday
It has been almost two and a half years since I have spoken with my sister. Our relationship has never been easy but up until the moment we stopped talking, I continued to try. She is family, after all. I … Continue reading
Posted in My WordPress Therapy Couch, Simple Sunday
Tagged Depression, Family, Guilt, Health, Helplessness, Life, Pain
30 Comments
One Year Ago
Today marks one year. Most of the big firsts are over: the first Father’s Day, the first birthday, the first Thanksgiving, the first Christmas. I am glad those are over and I must say that with time it has gotten … Continue reading
Posted in My WordPress Therapy Couch
Tagged Death, Family, Grief, Loss, Love, Moving Forward, My dad, Writing
37 Comments
Thanksgiving and Grief
Thanksgiving 2011. While we did not know it at the time that would be the last time Cody and Carter would ever see their Grandpa. It would be the last time Husband would ever see his father-in-law, the man he … Continue reading
Posted in My WordPress Therapy Couch
Tagged Alzheimer's, Children, Death, Family, Grief, Holidays, Home, Life, Thanksgiving
33 Comments
A Not So Simple Sunday – Letter to my Dad
Dear Dad, I miss you. You will never get the chance to read this but that is alright because you already know what I am about to say. You know that I love you. You know that I am proud … Continue reading
Posted in My WordPress Therapy Couch, Simple Sunday
Tagged Alzheimer's, Dad, Family, Father's Day, Letter, Life, Love
25 Comments
Open House. Closed House (or how I accidently ended up writing a small novel instead of a simple blog post)
This Saturday will be the open house in remembrance of my dad. It will be held at my parent’s house, or I suppose I should get used to saying, my mom’s house. In a strange way I am decidedly not … Continue reading