I want to talk about a great part of my life, Mac, who has Cerebral Palsey, and about what it’s like to spend my days with “his Eminent Lovableness. ” Mac and I don’t actually “do” much. I mean, not really. We mostly just hang out together. We mostly just “are.” Fortunately, we are really… [Read More]
Sunshine rain: a day of caring for Mom
The rain sounds so good. I hope it is still raining when I go to sleep. That is the best music to sleep to: rain. It has rained on and off all day. I have had the window open behind Mom’s bed so she can listen to it too. I talk to her about all… [Read More]
“God is it!” Facing the fear of loss
Something was wrong that day. I kept thinking maybe it was the pain med I was giving him for his broken ribs making him loopy. But something was wrong and I knew it. With an anguished heart I kept walking out into the back yard and breaking down sobbing, begging God to help us. I… [Read More]
Guru Macaroo
His mother calls him “Pete,” (for “Sweetie Petey.) His dad calls him “Macaroo.” Meet Mac. I know he didn’t say anything you recognize as “How do you do?” But he knows you’re here, and that you are a new person in the room. I wonder what he thinks? I like to tell him he’s my… [Read More]
