For all who are weary. For all who are tired. For all who are holding your breath, waiting for another shoe to drop. I am with you. I am you. 2026. A new day. A clean slate. For the heart sick. For those exhausted by hardship and loss. A new year to try again. A … Continue reading 2026
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Unglued
When I was a little girl we used to go to my Uncle Iman and Aunt Polly’s house on Christmas Eve. It was a whole family affair with lots of people I didn’t know. I only knew I got presents from all of them. I remember a bowl of nuts with a nutcracker, my uncle’s … Continue reading Unglued
Recovery
I have had a few major surgeries in my life where they took significant body parts out of me. I had to learn to pay attention to my body in ways I had never considered before. Mainly, because my body couldn’t do what it used to right away. This involved relearning how to move, when … Continue reading Recovery
Advent ~ Week 1 ~ Hope
I did some errands last week. Pre-Thanksgiving. I was not there to Christmas shop, I just needed a couple of items. A quick run in and out I thought. However, when I walked into the door of the store I was hit in the face with hundreds of Christmas items, crowded isles, and long lines. … Continue reading Advent ~ Week 1 ~ Hope
Farewell to Peanut
My phone felt like cement in my hand. Bringing it to my ear was a monumental task and took all of my energy; scheduling the appointment I didn’t want to make. Telling the vet, I am ready, when I am anything but. I am not ready, but Peanut is. He is in pain. He is … Continue reading Farewell to Peanut
The Sparrow
It’s been a year since Dad died. A year since the excruciating day we said our goodbyes. November 13. It seems like yesterday and a decade ago all at the same time. Funny how time warps itself when traumatic situations occur. I am somewhere in the folded pages of that time trying to find my … Continue reading The Sparrow
My Sister
Every family needs a medical person. Ours is my sister Melinda. She has been our go-to since she was in nursing school. Now that she has her doctorate and is a nurse practitioner with over 30 years of experience, she has no way out of being our family's designated medical person. From phone calls about … Continue reading My Sister
Waters of Grief
I dipped my toe into the waters of grief 8 years ago when Mom’s dementia took hold. I rolled up my pant legs and waded, allowing the sand to squish between my toes. Soon I was waist deep. With every loss of function Mom experienced, I went deeper in. Before long, I was up to … Continue reading Waters of Grief
Guest Blog – My Dear Dad
Another guest blog...this one from Kara, the youngest of Michael's children. Alcoholism is a long complex journey, but there is often lots of good mixed into the hard. In this blog, Kara remembers the good times with her Dad. My Dear Dad By Kara Hunter I sit here on my porch, listening to Tom Petty … Continue reading Guest Blog – My Dear Dad
Guest Blog- Assumption
This guest blog is written by David, Michael's son. He wanted me to share it with you so you can see Michael's strengths, but also as a reminder to show the love you have. Do not assume you will always get tomorrow. Assumption by David Hunter As humans, when we go to bed, most of … Continue reading Guest Blog- Assumption
Michelle's Mosaic 