Today is my mothers 80th birthday. She’s celebrating it in heaven. It IS her birthday, the day she was born. I hear people say, “it would have been” a loved one’s birthday once they have passed and I don’t understand this way of thinking. The day you were born, is the day you were born,…

Three years ago tomorrow, December 10, 2017, is the anniversary day of my mini-stroke. I woke up in the morning, sat down to watch television with my daughter and apparently started making no sense, asking if I was in the TV. I wound up back and forth to the hospital the next two days and…