Diane, 1954?
And to sisterly conversations. My Number One Unplanned Series. Early last July, I decided to engage Diane in sisterly conversations. Read the rest of this entry »
Diane’s life with ALS flew by way too fast. My Houston journals remind me just how difficult it was to live within each moment. Sometimes it seems I was stuck, holding my breath, waiting for Diane to die.
More often, though, I was sorting out what I could/could not reasonably do during my visits to Houston almost four times a year. Here are a few things I struggled with during my November 1997 visit. Read the rest of this entry »
Telling the Truth 