In other words, if I have only one life to life (probably not true), then, even at 81 years old, make the best of it; do everything consciously, with deliberation and gratitude. I swear I have been
Tag: Colin Cudmore
SON COLIN’S WELCOME DISCOVERY
I notice that when I segue in any way to my 58-year-old son Colin’s healing journey, I don’t get nearly as much interest! Hmmm . . . wonder why. That’s ok. I’m not writing
Update on Son Colin’s Journey: Hard Work, and ENERGIZED!
Note: I don’t have time today to do a special post for this blog, so decided to copy here today’s post on Caring Bridge. February 6, 2024: Saw Colin today; current difficulties,
ADDICTION’S EDGE NOTES: 2 AM, two awful audios won’t let me fall back to sleep . . .
Confession: I’m in the habit (bad habit) of taking my ipad to bed with me, so that I can let all sorts of stuff lull me to sleep, and then, when the cat wakes me to get out, or the dog
No matter how bleak life looks, NEVER GIVE UP!
Was out walking in dreary, cold, wet January afternoon, yesterday, going to five stores in an attempt to find an appropriate birthday card for my son Colin Cudmore, who, five months on, is s
Puppy Shadow and I stop in at nearby Petco . . .
So. This morning, puppy Shadow and I stopped into our nearby Petco, to replenish his 16-year-old body with daily vitamins. Or is he 17? Possibly. He’s old. Likely as old as I am, at 81
Tiger’s New Hidey-Hole; Matilda the Amaryllis Full Bloom in Darkness . . .
As of this morning, just as I was getting ready to go visit my nerve-damaged, paralyzed son Colin . . . — P.S. I post daily on his caringbridge site, and often don’t have energy left
My Post-Thanksgiving Vigil . . .
For the first time in many many years, I hosted a traditional Thanksgiving Dinner, inviting all and sundry on my mail list who had nowhere else to go. Nine people total. We had a wonderful time. An
Mid-November 2023, Meme Trail . . .
Frankly, I’m astonished and grateful that we are still here, intact, at least in my town, my neighborhood. As if the accelerating chaos enveloping the planet does not exist! I still do
I notice myself identifying with son Colin . . .
I notice myself identifying with son Colin at this point. And this identification is not good, must be released. Otherwise, how can I assist him? Here’s the caringbridge post that I ju