Things I Wish My Parents Taught Me, But Didn’t

Of the four lists, this one intrigued me the most. We all want our children to have the best experiences in high school. We tell them to make friends, have fun, and learn a lot; but do we give them the tools they need to do this successfully? Are we surprised when they come homeContinue reading “Things I Wish My Parents Taught Me, But Didn’t”

A Parents’ Guide for How to Raise a Successful Child

The end of a school year is bitter-sweet: I look forward to having a break, but I know I won’t see some of my graduating seniors ever again. I cry like a baby every year. I can’t help it. My mothering side comes out: I wonder if I’ve done my job well enough. Did IContinue reading “A Parents’ Guide for How to Raise a Successful Child”

…the Rest of the Story.

April 30, 2009. Another anniversary that we won’t celebrate. Another day filled with painful memories. Unlike the day we found the tumor, my memories of this day are clouded by tears. I remember segments of the day and bits of dialog, but mostly I remember tears: Ian’s tears, my tears, Dave’s tears; Nicole, Carol Linn,Continue reading “…the Rest of the Story.”

Three Years Ago Today…

Today is our anniversary. Three years ago our lives changed forever, but there won’t be a celebration today. We won’t have a cake or a special dinner. As a matter of fact, it’s just a normal Saturday for our family. Ian is playing Wii. Dave and I are doing laundry. If anyone looked in ourContinue reading “Three Years Ago Today…”

Did You Know I Had Cancer?

What used to go over Ian’s head at four-years-old is resonating with him at seven. We worked very hard at protecting him from the negative talk that surrounds Cancer during his treatments (Heart of a Hero), and we’ve still never said Cancer and death in the same sentence all these years later. We call itContinue reading “Did You Know I Had Cancer?”

My First Sleepover

I have a guest writer for this post, my son Ian. He loved that I wrote about his spider-scare, so he wanted to write a story himself. He chose to write about his first sleepover, which is perfect since I was going to write about it anyway. Waiting for the right moment to let goContinue reading “My First Sleepover”