This blog is a continuation in a series I am writing about my husband’s brain injury. If you wish to read the story in order, go back in my archives and find Begin at the Beginning…all the ones in the category brain injury tell my story. Some are longer than others…they come in chunks of … Continue reading Running Away
Lost Hopes and Dead Dreams
This blog is a continuation in a series I am writing about my husband’s brain injury. If you wish to read the story in order, go back in my archives and find Begin at the Beginning…all the ones in the category brain injury tell my story. Some are longer than others…they come in chunks of … Continue reading Lost Hopes and Dead Dreams
Silver Linings
This blog is a continuation in a series I am writing about my husband’s brain injury. If you wish to read the story in order, go back in my archives and find Begin at the Beginning…all the ones in the category brain injury tell my story. Some are longer than others…they come in chunks of … Continue reading Silver Linings
Love Language
Food is my love language. Seriously. I have a long line of Southern cooks in my family to thank for this fact. Southern women, of which I am one, learn early that food=love. By the age of 6, both my sister and I could make biscuits without help. (Melinda was actually 3 the first time … Continue reading Love Language
Scared Rabbit
This blog is a continuation in a series I am writing about my husband’s brain injury. If you wish to read the story in order, go back in my archives and find Begin at the Beginning…all the ones in the category brain injury tell my story. Some are longer than others…they come in chunks of … Continue reading Scared Rabbit
70 Years
Our hometown paper has a front page article about D Day. It is the 70th anniversary of that fateful day when Allied troops began the push to liberate Europe. Because it is the anniversary, there has been more media attention this year than previous years. It talks about how the battle was the turning point … Continue reading 70 Years
Cry Baby
I am a crier. My eyes leak at the least little things. A Hallmark commercial. A sappy chick flick. A student having a light-bulb moment. A romance novel. A child of mine napping. A full moon. A summer storm. A walk in the woods. A long conversation. A beautiful song. A friend in need. A … Continue reading Cry Baby
Snakes and Butterflies
I confess. I have a nervous stomach. It is an involuntary thing that has plagued me since I was young. I think it started when I went to the doctor for some reason or another. It felt like a cobra coiled into a knot in my gut. The closer I got to the exam room … Continue reading Snakes and Butterflies
Life in a Fish Bowl
My Dearest T-squad (and all other returning racers), You have lived this last 11 months in a fish bowl. You may not know that yet, but you are about to find out. It probably started with your parents, or your supporters, but it has since moved out like ripples on a pond to your communities, … Continue reading Life in a Fish Bowl
Re-Entry
When I look back at this year I am amazed at where I started out and where I am now. There was so much fear in me regarding not only my daughter, but all of my kids. God used the WR to expose just how little I trusted him and how much I was trusting … Continue reading Re-Entry
Michelle's Mosaic 