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Thursday, June 15, 2017


I will always be beside you until the very end, wiping all your tears away, being your best friend, I will smile when you smile feel all the pain you do, if you cry a single tear, I promise I will cry too.


Little Miss Schuster and I have been friends for 19 years.  I didn't think she was feeling well and I was concerned she might be losing weight.  I was told over and over she was fine. 

I finally took her to the vet to ease my mind.  She had lost 3 of her 9 pounds.  She has a large mass in her left lung.  She is on anti-nausea meds and steroids.  They told me they could do a biopsy and more testing but I said no, I do not want to cause her pain.

I want her to have quality of life.  She has been my constant source of comfort.  She has seen me through pain and happiness.  She was there through divorce, surgery, the lost of my dearest friend.  She loved my Bruce the first time she met him.  She was happy to move here so we could marry and start a new life together.  He loves her, too.

Summer is coming.  I love this time of year.  I love the green and freshness. My friend, Vicki, gave me the Passion Flower in the black pot.  Bruce is going to make me a trellis for it. 

Every year I grow a yellow Gerbera for my friend, Penny.  I miss her everyday,  Yellow was her favorite color. These flowers comfort me.

Last year, on our trip out west to Jenny's wedding, we stopped to see my cousin, Linda.  She shared her Mother's irises with me.  They are beautiful this year.  I am looking for their permanent home,

The love if my life and I take care of a feral colony of cats.  A momma cat started bringing her three babies around.  This little Miss has adopted Bruce.  She runs to meet him and loves being rubbed and scratched.  She will be coming in the house very soon. A door begins to close, a window begins to open.  There will be pain and loss.  There will be comfort.  Life marches on.

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Multiple Sclerosis

Grateful living is important in the world because in our constant pursuit of more and better we can easily lose sight of the riches that lay right in front of us and within us.

Guri Mehta

The Ben Franklin Bridge
A trip to Philly to see my Neuro.  The new MS drug is not for me.  More risk than benefit.  We talked about Biotin.

Friday, May 19, 2017

Spring Garden Beginnings

If you don't get everything you want, think of the things you don't get that you don't want.


~Oscar Wilde

This is a Passion Flower dug up from my friend, Vicki's, garden and gifted to me,  How wonderful is that?!
Hostas in pots really do come back stronger some years.
Outdoor succulents on a shell from the fair Bruce and I went to last week.  A lovely memorial for a great day.  We have an Amish market and a Church Farmers Market tomorrow.

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

“Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.”

― Robert Louis Stevenson

Bruce bought me blood oranges at Christmas.  One of them had 3 seeds.  Just as I had given up hope, one tiny plant finally broke through the surface and a week later we have the first true leaves!

Saturday, March 4, 2017


“Zoo: An excellent lace to study the habits of human beings”

  ― Evan Esar

We have a family pass to the Philadelphia Zoo, A very large group of us go often. The meerkats have always been my favorite. These little African birds were very friendly, staying one step ahead of my wheelchair.

Thanks for stopping by. God bless.

Friday, March 3, 2017

March 2017

What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.

  ~Henry Stanley Haskins

Time moves on. Happier than I have ever been, this is a good marriage. The MS progresses but I fight.  I lost my physical therapist, he moved on to more pay, a job closer to his home. Now we start over again.

A freshly brushed Dexter, my daughter's cat.

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Look Who Came For Dinner

Fear the vulture, and the vulture will come.  Fear nothing, and you are the vulture,

Suzy Kassem

I looked out the French doors to see this bird.  He remained just so until Freddie Peepers (a wild cat Dear Husband feeds) spotted him and decided this could be dinner on bird feet.  Very interesting face, don't you think?  We do feed birds, just not these.