Small Moments of Great Reward

Thoughts from a just-turned-70 individual living a richly textured life in Delaware, Ohio.

Thursday, December 31, 2015

Inch Ninety-Eight: 2015 By The Numbers

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As we all prepare to wrap up the year, I have whiled away the hours thinking of things I could count for 2015. It turned out to be a fun exe...
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Thursday, December 24, 2015

Inch Ninety-Seven: O Tannenbaum

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Thank heavens for good friends. It was my good friend Margo, commenting on live Christmas trees, who said that she and her husband had l...
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Saturday, December 19, 2015

Inch Ninety-Six: Change of Routine

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High up on the facade of the town's old high school, now in its last days as a middle school, is the inscription "New Occasions Tea...
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Saturday, December 12, 2015

Inch Ninety-Five: The Tiniest Bits of Light

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My blood pressure is up. Not alarmingly so but enough that my family physician yesterday took a second reading, convinced the first was fals...
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Friday, December 4, 2015

Inch Ninety-Four: Standing Down

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I am finally standing down. For the uninitiated, "standing down" is a military term meaning " a relaxation of status of a m...
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Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Inch Ninety-Three: Thankful

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He had just backed his car out of the parking slot and put it into drive, when the engine died. I was walking past headed to the medical b...
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Saturday, November 21, 2015

Inch Ninety-Two: Party On

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Note: I write a monthly column for The Myeloma Beacon , an onsite resource for those of us (and our caregivers, family members, oncologists,...
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April
Delaware, Ohio
Just turned 70, living in my hometown and plugged into my community in ways I never expected when I shook the dust of this place off my feet over 50 years ago. After receiving a one-way ticket to Cancerland in 2004, I got an immediate Life Lesson in what is important. Many, many Life Lessons later, I am still around, now very happily married to the guy I first loved when I was 16 and he was 18 (only he didn’t get it back then). Every day for me is a gift, filled with small moments of great reward.
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