I recently had a follow-up echo with the pediatric cardiologist.
There was some good news. A little glimmer of hope.Read More »
The former principal of our former grade school (did you follow that?) sent me this beautiful picture.
These are peonies from the garden of the famous Ms. Rooney. And, as Dolly Parton says in the movie Steel Magnolias, there’s a story there.Read More »
My dad was born in 1940 in Canton, Ohio, into a world on the brink of war.
One of his first childhood memories is listening to the declaration of the end of World War II on the family radio while sitting on his father’s lap. He grew up in Atlanta, Georgia, and once described his childhood as golden. He is the very definition of a Southern gentleman and one of the greatest people you will ever meet.Read More »
Johnny had his first T-ball practice this week.
But it may as well have been Game 1 of the World Series.Read More »
Johnny is obsessed with all things Star Wars.
This is mostly due to his love of Star Wars Legos, inherited from his father.Read More »
Yesterday was a roller coaster of emotions. My day started with an appointment with my OB. I was touched by his concern for me and the baby. He said that he always treats his patients like family and, if I were his wife, he would want me to deliver at another hospital with another OB. It was hard to hear but not completely unexpected.Read More »
I’ve been MIA the last week or so. It’s been a busy time for our household.
Last week, Greta, Angela, Michael, and I traveled to Notre Dame to move the girls out of their dorms. It was a surreal experience.Read More »