Put your oxygen mask on first

My great-grandma Jessie cared for her sister, my great-aunt Elsie, who was bed-ridden for many years. I remember watching her as a little girl, feeding her, turning her, reading to her, brushing her hair. I recognized it was a great deal of work all those many years ago. But probably not to the extent I... Continue Reading →

‘More important than facts’

“The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life.” This is the first line of the poem, “Attitude,” by Charles Swindoll which has been true in my life. And with a chronic pain illness, I've found it can really be the difference in wasting the days away and finding real joy.... Continue Reading →

Local Gem: Custard’s Last Stand

A few weeks back we traveled to a small little town southeast of Kansas City to watch my niece play volleyball. The drive there lasted longer than the game, kind of disappointing, but we still were happy to see her play once this season. The highlight of the journey was that we had to travel... Continue Reading →

Please don’t call PETA on me

I killed our cat. It was an accident. I promise. It’s true that in the past I have hated cats, and I suppose I still do, to some extent. And it’s not just cats. I have always had a general dislike for most animals. But killing Cucha wasn’t on purpose. Honest. And in the last... Continue Reading →

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