when I see pink

I came to see pink as a way that people who felt helpless to say the right thing could say, I care and support you without tripping over their words. I saw pink as a color of hope. I’m pulling for you. Hooray, you’ve made it one more day! It said I may not know you but hang in there, you’re not alone. It also said someone I love lost the fight, but I loved her and I wear pink to heal and to celebrate her life and the spirit with which she faced the fight of her life.

Surprise—It’s Twins!

I opened the door to find my neighbor Emlyn parked there in his wheelchair. We’d always visited in the courtyard, at the mailboxes, in the parking lot, the laundry room—wherever our paths chanced to meet. But he’d never knocked on our door before.

oh definitely…you will be bald

There are times when you need to cry but tears won’t come. Yet when you finally slide open the door on your thoughts and let them fall into the care of another, the tears break free. This time it happened during a phone call to my sister. I told her the news. It was certain…