Good early morning, It is about 6:00 a.m. MST and I have spent most of the night with the shakes and shivering in my motel room. I think the stress of these last three weeks, the battle of the last seven months and the travel has ganged up on my body. All of this ledContinue reading “Trying to be Healthy”
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Life Beyond
Hello from an Airbus 330, I am sitting in Row 48 in die Flug und im Berlin-Tegel Flughafen. As we leave the gate and taxi toward the runway, my thoughts begin to consider the next days and, it is certainly unfortunate that I must already see Poland as a memory. However, what a wonderful fewContinue reading “Life Beyond”
Processing Evil
Hello, It is about 1:00 a.m. in Poland and I am flying back to the United States in the morning, but I wanted to get some things down here in my blog before I leave. Today I went with the group of students from Bloomsburg University and Dr. Polyuha, who was gracious enough to letContinue reading “Processing Evil”
Meine Mutter
Hello from Kraków and my little apartment, It is about 1:30 a.m. and while I was originally in bed before 9:00, I have awakened and decided to write something if I going to lay here awake. It has been almost 24 hours since I got Nate’s initial text telling me that Lydia’s unbelievably strong battleContinue reading “Meine Mutter”
Understanding What Matters
Hello from JFK, For the second time in 5 months, after not being out of the country in almost a quarter century, I am leaving for another country. This time Germany and Poland. I am hoping to get some research done on George’s background and the places he lived. I am actually in Berlin andContinue reading “Understanding What Matters”
Being Worthy
Good morning from the airport in Charlotte, NC, First, thank you for the texts, the comments, the tweets and the other ways in which so many of you have reached out and shared your kindness and concerns over these past days. I actually stopped to see Lydia one last time before I left Menomonie atContinue reading “Being Worthy”
Saying Goodbye to an Unequaled Love
Good Christmas Morning, As I sit in Lydia’s room, my brain flashes memory after memory of Christmases past through the movie screen inside my head. My earliest memories of Christmas are always at my grandmother’s house in Sioux City, IA where I grew up. My grandmother had a sort of an old farm house outContinue reading “Saying Goodbye to an Unequaled Love”
When Days Turn to Hours Turn to Minutes
Hello from Comforts of Home in Menomonie, I am sitting at Lydia’s bedside and she continues to amaze us as she has slept, but continues to simultaneously fight and fade. I use those words in that order intentionally because up to this morning that was the order in which I would say things have occurred.Continue reading “When Days Turn to Hours Turn to Minutes”
Letting Go
Hello from Menomonie and more specifically from Comforts of Home, I began my morning developing school work for next semester at Caribou Coffee. It was productive on a number of fronts. The remainder of the day has been a roller coaster of decisions and trying to understand what someone who has entrusted me with herContinue reading “Letting Go”
Fearing the Unknown
Good morning, Is early morning as I begin to write this, it’s not quite 4:00 a.m. and I am sitting in Hazelton out in the street because I’m early and I do not want to get the Galáns up before they’re ready. I am headed to the airport to fly back to Wisconsin. This isContinue reading “Fearing the Unknown”
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