Wait (it’s Not Always Easy)

After Pedro’s stem cell transplant, we settled in to wait. Wait for the stem cells to race to repair all that the chemo had killed. Wait for the doctors to discharge Pedro from the hospital. Wait for the release to return home to Montana. Unfortunately, I had to wait in… Read more“Wait (it’s Not Always Easy)”

Dance

The blue sky simmered overhead and a gentle breeze twisted the golden leaves in a graceful dance. Sarah and I revved our motorcycles and headed carefully up dirt road towards Bear Creek. It was a first. The first time I’d taken the motorcycles out without Pedro. The first time Sarah… Read more“Dance”

God Offers Comfort in Affliction

After my experience with God’s hand on my shoulder, I returned to Pedro’s hospital room, comforted and ready to face whatever came next. A few days later, the doctor came in to announce that the chemotherapy regimen advised by Pedro’s California oncologist, Dr. Mirda, would have to be put off for… Read more“God Offers Comfort in Affliction”

Why It Took Me 14 Years to Climb a Mountain

Standing on the top of a mountain called Craig’s Lookout, I felt triumphant, proud and, for the first time in years, I felt like ME. Craig’s Lookout is not like Pike’s Peak or anything famous. It’s not even all that amazingly steep, nor dangerous, nor high. It only took me… Read more“Why It Took Me 14 Years to Climb a Mountain”

Guide Us With Your Grace

This morning my husband texted me with this question: “What does ‘guide us with your grace’ really mean?” Good question. Pedro’s been listening to Josh Groban—probably as loudly as the speakers can handle, since I’m far away from home right now. In fact, I have only slept in my bed… Read more“Guide Us With Your Grace”