https://wp.me/p6kdp4-62 Another point of view of my mom's condition and cancer battle. My sister is going through hell, and like my mom, there's not much I can do to save her other than love them harder...
Picture of my mom in front of an A-10, early 80s, courtesy of her friend Angelo of the CI Rangers. The toughest part of this cancer journey has been seeing my mom slowly deteriorate, an inevitable spiral that has forced me to reflect on who she was, and what she has accomplished. She's a very... Continue Reading →
She can't cook. She can't read. She can't drive. When I got back home to the PNW, I realized mom needed some type of neurological rehabilitation routine and we never received confirmation from the doctors that this retraining was available. Weird. It's been two weeks since we left the ICU and there are still no... Continue Reading →
"Lilo is coming?" She kept asking me where my sister was as she stalled for time to remember my name. The gorgeous smile that came with that question had a hint of quiet apprehension, because I wasn't supposed to be there and she knew it. My presence wasn't unwelcomed, nevertheless she must have realized something... Continue Reading →
Viggo Mortensen blew me away portraying Ben Cash, a father of six who decided to raise his family outside of the USA consumerism grid. With the support of his wife, a privileged law graduate from the Pacific North West, he builds a self sustainable wild community near her home city for their children. Together they... Continue Reading →