For some reason, when I entered upon this endeavor, I think somehow I had imagined it might be interesting, perhaps adventurous, even in a way diverting. I was still young, in my early twenties; In my mind having learned much about seizures and epilepsy in general, yet only recently having taken full active responsibility for my own treatment of a seizure disorder I had since I was nine. My thoughts were that “It’s not my parents (Father) that are having the seizures, I am. I should ...
Updated 04-27-2015 at 05:45 PM by David Hosobuchi
Hi Everyone! Here's a blog post that I wrote today - too bad the photos didn't show but you can see them on my site at http://www.donnathomson.com/2015/01/...bility-in.html Anyway, I really love the subject of this post and I hope you will too. Celebrating Royalty and Nobility in Ordinary Caregiving “So Brother Matthew locked the gate behind me, and I was enclosed in the four walls of my new freedom.” Thomas Merton Caregivers ...
After Caregiving: A Tribute to A Dear Friend (Sorry, the photos didn't transfer, so feel free to see the original at http://www.donnathomson.com/2014/09/...ar-friend.html Today I hugged one of my oldest and dearest friends. I hugged her for a long time, because this was the day of her husband's funeral. Kathleen Campbell Jordan married Bill Jordan 47 years ago, ten years before Jim and I tied the knot. Kathleen and Bill ...
The Film 'Boyhood': Reflections on Holding On and Letting Go A date night with my husband Jim doesn't happen often. We have fallen into our habits of cooking dinner together, followed by reading or watching a British television drama. Sometimes, though, a movie or play catches my eye and I peek out of my turtleshell long enough to organize an escape from my comfy chair at home. This week, we saw Richard Linklater's new film, 'Boyhood'. I'd seen the word 'masterpiece' attached ...
I've just come from our family cottage in the north woods of Quebec. It's peaceful there - a place for reflecting and remembering. My Nana built our cottage in the 1920s and my memories are of her making my toast on the woodstove with the sunlight dancing through the wood-framed window. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xhJlpo3hMk0 But the woods can be scary sometimes. Once, I got lost. I went for a walk by myself and followed a path I didn't know. I was surrounded ...
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