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    Lyme disease update: Ten Years

    Ten years. This Spring marks ten years since the bite that infected me, and my unborn son, with Lyme disease and co-infections. Ten years of sickness for me and for him. Ten years of pain and sorrow, weakness and fatigue. Ten years of a long fought battle. Ten years in the trenches. Ten years of it affecting my parenting and marriage. What can I say? It’s been a long journey. But the whole time, He’s been with me. Even when I got mad at Him for not healing me quick enough. Even when I doubted His goodness. Even when I…

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    ‘Till Death Do Us Part

    “Since this was the first place I told you I loved you, I wanted this to be the place I asked you to marry me. Will you marry me?” I was truly shocked. I didn’t see it coming at all. It was my dream come true, seeing him on his knee before me, our sweet dog on my lap, asking me to spend the rest of my life with him, at the place he told me he loved me for the first time. I would do it all over again. A million times. This year marks 20 years since we…

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    My Monkey Boy

    He’s my last boy that will want to wear his Halloween costume for a walk around the neighborhood before Halloween. It’s so bittersweet to watch your children grow right before your eyes. Of course, mostly sweet – but still a little sad to leave the fun little kid stage of life behind. He’s the only one who will still give me a big hug in public without becoming embarrassed. He’s the only one who brims with joy when I walk into the room. He’s the only one who still has that little boy thing, that spirit, that complete sweetness. I’m…

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    Super Scientist

    My sweet, smart, caring, and funny Zane won the Super Scientist Award today at school. His Daddy and I were there to cheer him on. This is his second time winning this award in his time here in Texas. He really is my little scientist boy. I’m so proud of him.

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    Band Mom

    This is Nick’s third year in band and his last year in middle school band. Such a big deal. My oldest boy will be a high school freshman next year! It’s hard to believe. And I hope he’ll be in band. I have no idea how that works in high school. Do you try out? Are there limited spaces? I don’t know. I need to find such things out. I want him to continue with band throughout high school, if possible. I’ve found band to be a positive experience for him. We are going to make sure the other two…

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    Independence Day Celebration 2017

    Every year our neighborhood has a celebration for the 4th, a week before the 4th. There’s always a parade, where they throw candy, and other goodies out to you. The parade is my favorite part. Then after the parade there are bounce houses, vendors, food, fire trucks, face painting etc and so on. The kids weren’t thrilled at first because it was super humid out, but once the candy started coming out, boy that changed their minds! We ended up staying an hour and a half and then walked home. It was a lot of fun, but of course, the…

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    We Told The Kids.

    Today we picked up a note-book and folder to keep track of Adam’s health records. In other words, it’s where all his cancer papers will go. It’s still so hard to believe that he has cancer. He doesn’t look any different, feel any different, seem any different – and yet, he is. His body is carrying cancer around in it. It’s still very surreal, almost like we’re just floating through this diagnosis. We see a special oncologist this coming week, who will consult with us, and decide if he is a candidate for the special radiation treatment he does for…

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    The Best Man I Know

    Adam went back to work today from having time off for his surgery and vacation time. And I miss him like crazy. It’s always hard when he goes back to work from having any extended time off. We all miss him. It’s just not the same without him at home with us all the time. He works hard to provide a good life for me and the kids and that comes with sacrifice. That sacrifice is that, especially during the school year, the kids don’t get to see him a lot – and neither do I. See, in sales, you…

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    Oncologist Appointment

    Talking about cancer treatments is scarier than I thought it would be. And much more overwhelming. The oncologist was really nice, though, which made it better. We are getting another appointment with a different doctor soon to go over if he qualifies for a certain kind of radiation that lowers the risk of a secondary cancer down the road. And it does look like the cancer is in the stomach nodes. But even with it being in the nodes (stage 2) the oncologist said more than once he is confident it’ll be cured. It’s just a matter of Adam getting…

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    The Word.

    We drove down to the doctor’s office area and had lunch. We shopped. I got some yarn. We picked up Father’s Day cards. After waiting in the car, and then the doctors office, we were called back. After talking about my husband’s surgery, he blurted it out: it is cancer. He then proceeded to talk about oncology appointments, and radiation, and chemo, and then we left the office and my husband cried. This cancer has a very high survival rate. We aren’t really all that concerned about that – it’s more the treatments, which ones will be best for him,…

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    His Surgery

    Tomorrow we walk into the doctors office to find out of my husband has cancer. Last Thursday he went into surgery to have a testicle removed. The doctor feels it’s cancer but needs to send it off to pathology to give us a solid diagnosis. We’re still holding out hope that he is wrong and my husband will have just gone through a terrible scare, but not actually have it. He’s been so strong. But I know he is scared. I am scared. Nodes in his stomach showed up suspicious on the scan, his testicle was very large. It’s all…

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    my love.

    19 years with this guy. Most wonderful years of my life. He has given me so much. He has given our children so much. He truly is my very best friend and my partner in life. Through the ups and downs, we’ve hung on for the ride, and remain partners in this crazy thing we call life. I am so blessed to be his wife. We have so much history together and, to think, we still have a life-time longer to go! I look forward to being two old gray haired people, sitting on our front porch, laughing, and talking…

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    Five Years.

    While watching a television show, where the mother’s said goodbye to their 18 year olds going off to college, it hit me so hard – you are going to be leaving the nest before I know it. You turn 13 this year. I potentially only have five years left with you at home. And trust me, I am fully aware of how quickly those five years will go. I will miss you like crazy when you aren’t here. Whether you leave at 18 or leave at 24 or leave whenever – I will miss you terribly. You’ve been such a…

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    Special Walks

    My oldest and I enjoy special walks together in the evening. We’ve had two really great walks this week. I hope he always enjoys walks with his momma, even when he’s a grown man. And our other walk this week, in pictures below.

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    Animals

    We had such a fun day at the petting zoo, park, pond, and Starwood Cafe today. I’m so happy to be your mom, boys. You make my life worth living! You light up my days. I enjoy every moment of being your mother. Even the hard times.

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    Connecting With My Kids

    Can I be honest for a minute? I don’t feel like I’ve been connecting with my growing boys very well lately. We’re in this weird transition in our relationship. Instead of my role being mostly physical – cleaning up after them, bathing them, wiping their bums, making their bottles, kissing boo boo’s, pushing swings etc – I’m now in this transition to being more of an emotional and mental partner in life. They are growing up. Our roles are naturally going to change. But I have so say, it hit me out of no where just a couple weeks ago.…

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    Be Bold

    One of my goals is to live in a mind-set of boldness. To not be ashamed of my opinions on faith, family, politics, and hot button issues. I typed out a post on Facebook this morning about politics and promptly erased it. Instead posting this: I’m wearing a shirt that says “be bold” yet I just erased a post I was about to hit publish on because I’m a wimp when it comes to expressing my opinions, especially about politics. I really need to stop caring so much about what other people will think of me and just be me.…

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    Could This Be My Year?

    Will 2017 be the year I regain my figure? I hope so. I plan it to be. But, every year I hope so and every year passes with either very little weight loss, or even some weight gain. I’m so tired of seeing a different woman looking back at me in the mirror than the woman I knew all my life before Lyme disease changed my life, my health, and eventually, my body. I’m ready to lose the double chin, the fat cheeks, the overweight body. And I’m okay with admitting that and saying, you know what, yes I want…

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    The Day The Test Results Came

    I’ll never forget the day my son was diagnosed with Lyme disease. I got the test results but misread them and thought he did not have Lyme. A wave of relief washed over me. I could see his future and it was bright. And then I re-read it. I don’t even know why I did, but I did. Apparently, in my initial rush to read the results I skimmed over the important part of the test. He, indeed, did test for Lyme disease. The doctor, using the test, and his symptoms, and the fact that I was pregnant with Lyme,…

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    Work from Home: My Story

    I count it a real blessing that I’ve been able to work from home since 2004. Never did I imagine I’d be a work from home mom for 13 years and counting. When I worked outside of the home, I was just never happy. I’ve always wanted to be my own boss, and work from home. I’ve always wanted there not to be a ceiling on what I could make, or do. In fact, I quit my full-time job outside of the home before I even had children, taking a chance on a telecommuting job. It was a huge risk…

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    Walking to School

    When we were picking out houses in Texas we really wanted a neighborhood with a family friendly vibe. Lots of families, younger children, things to do. Coming from Missouri we weren’t sure what we were going to find down here. But when we discovered the neighborhood we ended up in we just knew this was it. The homes are amazing, the neighborhood is extremely family friendly, and the school is less than a few blocks from our home. Literally in walking distance. How fun is that?! My oldest son, N, walks to his bus stop and rides a few minutes…

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    Life

    I was thinking today how grateful I am that God decided to create us, even knowing all the bad in the world that would come at the fall of man. I am so thankful to be able to experience life, even with the bad mixed in there with all the good. I, like us all, have experienced a lot of bad, but with God’s help, I’ve gotten through it to the other side, and am stronger and closer to God because of it. I am also thankful to my mother for giving me a chance to be born and live…

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    38

    I’ll be 38 this year. In a couple weeks I’ll be two years away from 40. You can see it in my face. In the wrinkles around my eyes. They get deeper and more pronounced each year. Every year I look older. Because I am older. But I still can’t hardly believe how much my face is changing. But my word how blessed am I to be alive? How blessed are we all to be alive? To experience the wrinkles and changing faces and changing bodies and even the aches and pains and limitations of growing old… we’re alive. We’re…

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    Carline Selfie

    We hadn’t done a car selfie in a long time. Probably hasn’t been since last school year when I was driving to get the kids instead of walking them. I miss our car time together. Instead of a 20 minute walk together with small talk, we had 45 minutes in the car waiting for N to get out of school and for us to drive home. We’d laugh, talk about our days, I’d watch them play out of the car in the grass, we’d take carline selfies, we’d play with snapchat filters and just cut up. I miss that. But…