I Feel Better Already

I Feel Better Already

The nausea that had risen with me every morning since the end of September is… gone. Monday was my weekly call with Audrey, the VA I work with in the Philippines. She does many things, the biggest is managing the StoryJoules YouTube channel video production. When I...
And the answer is…

And the answer is…

…no. No, I don’t want to do this anymore. Not this, these Sunday notes. These I love. These make me happy. I like to learn and share what I’ve learned, and sometimes, it resonates with another person walking this planet and they let me know, and that makes me happy...
Is it still?

Is it still?

Roxie is back to her normal, curled-tail up with white underside showing, one tooth sticking out, scrambling-by-the-front-door ‘Let’s go outside!’ self. I am not. Our near miss sucked the wind out of me. Made me stop. . Life is short. I’m closer to the end than I am...
Back From the Edge

Back From the Edge

I’ve never let any of my dogs sleep in the bed with me, not even Nemo after Trent died. But on Tuesday night, Roxie was in my bed, with pillows from my bed and my couch all around her, to keep her from falling over. She was panting and drooling. When I stroked her...
A Name In Stone

A Name In Stone

It’s as tall as my knees and just as wide. Dug from the earth, the color of earth, and carved with a  name: Nick Carnes. Roxie and I walk by it every day, nestled in Sawyer Point Park, a stone’s throw from the I-471 overpass, nestled among burgundy coleus plants and...
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