I finally get it! Kind of?

I have always wondered if Linda was just a big liar.  I know that statement may not settle well with some of you, but as I explain I may be able to convince some of you to my opinion.  Here goes . . . she regularly tells me that she finds me attractive . .…

Cheap Yet Cherished

I have to admit I was a little bewildered as my uncle handed my aunt a brush wrapped up in a plastic bag.  At a quick glance the brush seemed filled with hair, and there appeared to be a whole lot of wear on the brush itself. I didn’t give it much more thought –…

Everything Is End for End

Gordon Fee, in his commentary on 1 Corinthians (3:18) says . . . “In the cross and resurrection of Christ, God has “befooled” wisdom.  Everything is end for end: wisdom is folly, folly is wisdom; weakness is power; leaders are servants; God’s people are nobodies, yet possess all things.” Take some time to meditate on…

“You’re Too Healthy To Be Here” (Day 14)

Yesterday morning, Linda was released from the hospital, and we brought her home!!! As the doctors, nurses, pharmacists, and case manager walked us through her discharge, we came to realize that our expectations of Linda’s ongoing care were more in line with someone who had a donor stem cell transplant . . . not an…

You’re Headed Home This Week! (Day 11)

Dr. Longo came in this morning and told Linda that she should be going home either this Thursday or Friday.  As much as Linda has loved her stay, and we have loved the lengthy trips to the hospital and the amazing food we’ve dined on when we visited, Linda is ready to come home! Her…

Ryan’s Trombone Solo, No Crying Involved

Music competitions produce in me an anxiety equal to nothing else.  I understand and appreciate that you may think me a bit melodramatic. You’re certain there must be other things that produce greater anxiety than music competitions . . . and I persist . . . there are not. As I sat, waiting for Ryan…

Still Walking the Halls: “Day 6”

Lots of Mail! Linda has been receiving a great deal of mail.  You’re keeping her busy through her rather boring stay.  I wish I had taken a picture of her window and wall, covered with all the cards that have been sent. Yesterday, a gentleman walked in and said something along the lines of “Well,…