Early last week my friend, Hallie, lost her 4 year battle with cancer. She was 44 — a wife of 20 years, a mother to 2 teenagers, daughter, sister and friend. As you can imagine, I’ve been very sad, crying on and off. And at times like this I also become very reflective about life,…
I can’t believe it’s been a year already. One year since my mom said her last words, took her last breath. One year since I held her hand as I told her how much I loved her. One year since I told her how lucky I was to have her as my mom. It’s been…
Someone in a business group I belong to came up with the idea of having a word for the year. A word to motivate him – his theme for the new year. His word is “growth”. This word is, as he explained, for both business and personal aspects of his life. He challenged the rest…
Mom loved Christmas. As a kid, I remember her being on the floor, handing out the presents that were under the tree. Dad would be sitting in a chair, with the movie camera (the old 8mm kind with the big-ass floodlights) or the regular film camera as we got a bit older. But, Mom,…
As I approach that big 5-0 birthday, I think I’m getting more and more philosophical about life – and more importantly how much my life has changed in the last decade. Travel has played a huge roll in those changes, travel and the loss of my mom. However, the loss of my mom is…
The yellow butterflies are gone. It’s almost winter. I knew this was coming. I believe I saw the last one about a week ago. It was the day before Thanksgiving and I was out for a walk on a warm November day. I was thinking of Mom…and there she was. A yellow butterfly popped…
