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I’ve Been Everywhere

I started my new job on September 19th.  So far, I have visited 14 different locations, toured each building, completed an analysis of their business plan, written a report of the plan, developed a training workshop and created an entirely... Continue Reading →

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The Man

The year was 2000 and my best friend at the time was named Leigh. She was born and raised in California and moved to Georgia to care for her ailing grandmother. She was a newly divorced single parent and we... Continue Reading →

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Lasting Image

It has almost been 6 months since Mom died. For the most part, I feel I am coping well. On the outside there are no visible wounds. On the inside, there is something...something I can't quite seem to reconcile.  It's... Continue Reading →

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The Curious Case of Jackson Gilmour

Over the last few posts, I have spent a lot of time on my parents and the struggles with "parenting" them.  But don't forget...I am also the single parent to three children.  Each one is different...very different.  My oldest is... Continue Reading →

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Stages of Grief

There are five stages of grief. In the past I worked for hospice and I often found myself teaching classes about grief.  I know this all too well. Stage 1-Denial (No this isn't happening to me. No. No.  No.  This didn't just... Continue Reading →

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Full Circle

Today is the first day I have had an opportunity to breathe...to come up to the surface for air. I left off at Mom's passing, but there is so much more I want to share about the experience. Mom took... Continue Reading →

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Turning the Corner Towards Closure

Happy New Years Eve! Mom and I are together again tonight. Things are quiet here in room 752.  It's not my first New Year's Eve in the hospital.  In fact, at this very hospital, in 1999...the eve of the doomsday Y2K,... Continue Reading →

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For the Good Times…

Here we are again. I am beyond thankful to have another night with Mom. She is completely non-responsive. Her breathing is slower and her blood pressure is steadily dropping. The doctor feels certain that she will leave us soon. I... Continue Reading →

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The Orange Pants

It was late afternoon, and I walked into her room quietly.  Both she and her roommate were napping.  Mom looked so tiny in the bed.  She was covered up to her neck with a blanket and her TV was on.... Continue Reading →

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