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New Year, same questions

A new year is upon us Jews. Rosh Hashanah starts Sunday. In the past, these high holidays I’ve met with indifference. It is just...

I choose the yelling

2 different rooms. 2 different children. 2 different realities. One bursts at the seams. You walk in and he hits you. One argument after...

Last day ONE

The last DAY ONE. Today is the last day “one” of cancer. The last round of chemo (in theory). The last of the “count” that you end to...

We can stop bad deals

The world seems to be righting itself. Or maybe that is only my view. I do heavily monitor my media content. I’m only following a few...

Ant funeral

Thank you all for gathering today. Today we say goodbye to dear friends, the ants. We will remember their grit and their tenacity, but...

Narcotics Dealer

I have a drug addict. He’s five. They took Jacob’s IV meds away. He now needs to take meds orally. He needs to do this to go home. They...

Linger

We had a setback. Jacob’s breathing became labored. He had to be put on a lot of oxygen. We almost returned to ICU, but like the LION he...

How many days left of cancer?

Today we got our extra tubes out! All three drainage tubes. Jacob was so brave. And now he only has his IV tubes. Back to our new...

We’re playing

“My legs feel better, the pain is better, except for my big balls. My Big balls keep getting in the way. I can’t even wear pants!” It’s...

Got to have FAITH

You just got to have Faith. New social hierarchy (bottom to top below): Men Women FAITH And she’s REAL. No literally, she’s REAL!!  No...

The other side of the curve

Got a note from a Friend of Nightwing… She had been thinking about the statical odds of having Steve and Jacob’s diagnosis in ONE family....

We can do it all

There is a weaker species and I have the data to prove it. Men. All of them. I find it remarkable how weak they are. How they require...

Superhero Walks

Want to see a superhero?! Here he is getting up Here he is when we told him he could go back to bed (that got him excited). I can’t...

Memories, they aren’t what they seem.

Have I shared that I’m a terrible writer? Not sure if I have. I’ve been told my entire life that I’m a terrible writer. From teacher to...

He stares

He stares. Throughout the night he wakes up and stares. Not really sure what he is looking at. On one occasion I saw him looking at the...

Maybe its the eyelashes

Maybe it’s the eyelashes. Those have always been an outlier. Not just in our family, but seemingly in life as people stop him on the...

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