Living in the South

Too much is changing. My Mother is losing her memory. My little dog, Gizmo, is getting very old and has obvious pain from arthritis. I'm getting Social Security. My beautiful grandaughter is grown up. My beautiful grandaughter is in love. My beautiful grandaughter has brain cancer. See - I wasn't kidding. But on the other hand, it's autumn and the leaves are changing. The world around me remains as beautiful as ever. I found a hard-working woman who cleans my house with lightening speed. My husband has finished all his hard work painting the porches, doors etc. The holidays are upon us. My beautiful daughter is coping with her daughter's illness and still has her head above water. My beautiful daughter and I are so close that I feel her pain on a daily basis. Change is good, sometimes. But the only constant in life is change. I've changed from a high speed go-getter working in the corporate world to a woman who loves dogs, raises two, has a cat and rai...

Last year (2009) at this time we were celebrating our grandaughter Rebecca's graduation from high school. So proud to see her passing another milestone in her life and planning to go off to college at Bennington College in Vermont in the Fall. Well, she did go off to college and didn't seem to be enjoying it as much as she had hoped. She wasn't feeling well for a few weeks and told her mother (my duaghter Julianne) that she was having some vision problems, probably caused by all the computer work in animation class etc. So Julianne told her to go see the nurse. She did and was sent to an Opthalmologist (sp?). That's when the curve ball started our way. The doctor found her optic nerves were swollen and recommended that she have an MRI. November 5th: Julianne and Rebecca's Dad flew up to Bennington to be with Rebecca while she had the MRI. The child has never been sick, so the thought of going into a strange hospital so far from home was naturally very disconc...