Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart

Well, this was supposed to be a post about the importance of exercise to both a caregiver and a terminally ill patient... But I'm not ...

This is the evening of Sunday, July 9, 2017 Yesterday, Saturday the eighth, Jesus dropped by. I was in really bad shape, alternating bet...

Well, the last eighteen hours or so go into the books as some of the most painful and humiliating in my life. Didn't realize just how mu...

This will be another short post...I did catch up on the comments from the previous two posts, and I greatly appreciate the time y'all to...

Way too ill to write anything worthwhile, but here's some music you may enjoy. Perhaps you've not heard it before, but I imagine you...

Maybe the title should be "this is how I  do it"; I've had a lot of people say that they don't understand how I can keep f...

After The Weekend From Hell, part passed in pain-induced shock and thus unremembered by me (but engraved on Barbara's soul), the fun con...