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words trapped inside

We sat together and made a list. I told her what to write “What IS Great About Being In The Hospital“. I don’t remember the whole thing, but I do remember that one of the things on my list was “gravy”. Bless their hearts. There was gravy on everything. That was the first thing thing [...]

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when you have jerky, hairy balls

I have gotten several emails about the eye surgeries I have coming up in Feb. They’re hard to explain, so I thought maybe these pics would help. 1. I’m having surgery to fix the lazy eye. 2. I’m having surgery to remove hairs that lay on my eyeball. 3. I’m having surgery to fix an [...]

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i like pretty pictures

Before I had the strokes I loved to take pictures. I saw THINGS with the  eye of what it would look like in a frame. But at my core, I loved to shoot pictures of people. I would follow people, catch the not-typical photo and capture this GLIMPSE into their soul. I loved pictures. I [...]

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like my first time getting my Bliss on #Blissdom

It isn’t the first time I’ve traveled since my strokes. It isn’t my first conference since my wheelchair. It isn’t the first time I’ve gotten up in front of a group of people and let them see my disabilities. It won’t even be my first time at Blissdom. (It WAS my first conference in 2008 [...]

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the hills are alive…

I’m getting one of these: Yes. I’m getting a bionic implant that will teach me how to use my “inside voice”. Ok. What part didn’t you believe? I’m getting a bionic implant OR I have an “inside voice? Don’t answer that. But I am getting that. THAT is Oticon Intiga is the new super tiny, [...]

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being at @CallawayGardens was a GOOD eye-opening experience

Pete and I went to Callaway Gardens for the Harvest Moon Festival.  I expected to enjoy things they had set up and it’s a gorgeous time of year to be outside in Georgia. It was pretty. We got to see the B-52′s! We ate a brownie. With carrots. and spinach. and orange juice. and flaxseed. [...]

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another frustrated photographer

Peyton had a project I helped her do. It was printing a picture for each year to build a timeline of PEYTON. We printed the pictures out.  Peyton as a baby.  Peyton as a toddler.  Peyton with cancer. Peyton just before I had the strokes. The final picture was one of my favorites. One I [...]

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i’m not really very smart, i just hire REALLY SMART PEOPLE

Before I had the strokes I was about doing as much as I could as often as I could. After I had the strokes I STILL wanted to be able to do it all. But with one working arm, the wheelchair and the unholy love of coffee to deal with, I just knew I couldn’t. [...]

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first we have naps and then juice and cookies

It isn’t just that my body isn’t what it used to be in terms of size of my thighs, the color of my roots or the direction of my nipples, I am frustrated with what feels like weakness in my basic stamina. It gets on my nerves that I have to sleep every day. I [...]

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the world’s best timer

Check me out at Babble today: This Holiday Brought To You By Chocolate

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in case you were gift-buying

Having a vision problem and only one hand to use, my love of books was something I had to let go of. When I say “love of books” I mean that I used to have five kids and sold two to get the newest release I was waiting on. These three are just glad the [...]

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i’m not smarter than a 5th grader and my handwriting isn’t better than a 2nd grader

As I signed Peyton’s agenda, she said, “There’s a boy in my class who thinks your writing is messy.” OOOOF. He’s right. To a 7yo who’s told to work on neatness and staying in the lines it IS messy This little boy wouldn’t understand what an achievement it is to sign that agenda at all. [...]

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taking volunteers to be my first passengers

This was my first car. Without the paint job. And rims. And sound system. And backseat. BUT JUST LIKE THAT! (I was so gangsta’) In the past there have been sporty little cars and behemoth SUV’s. Of course, now there is a minivan that I ride in, but can’t drive. Pete was at a store [...]

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