My brother is one of the three winners of the Paris Literary Prize! He was able to fly to Paris for the awards ceremony at the SociƩte des Gens de Lettres. Then he gave a reading at Shakespare & Company.
www.parisliteraryprize.com
My brother's Paris Literary Prize acceptance speech!
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011

My cancer survivor Girl Scout helped her troop at school raise almost $200 for Alex's Lemonade Stand (100% goes toward research to cure pediatric cancer) https://www.alexslemonade.org/. She is just now being less shy and more proud of her survivor status. She even showed the entire troop her port scar!
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Gabriel's birthday is next Wednesday! He is very excited and has invited his three best buddies to Expedition Island, an indoor rock wall climbing, zip lining, running around and getting sweaty play ground perfect for a group of seven year old boys!
http://www.expeditionisland.com
http://www.expeditionisland.com
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Isabel's been a busy girl lately. Her weekends have been booked with Girl Scout cookie selling, birthday parties and play dates. She is a happy and energetic kid. Since she's been off all chemotherapy treatment for two years now, she only has to get her blood drawn and have a check up every three months. It's a relief but I'm not used to going so long between appointments. We won't go back to the hospital until May. In the meantime she's a normal 9 year old girl with lots of friends.
I teared up a bit watching her roller skate yesterday. I was just so grateful for the normalcy of it. For so long our normal was filled with pills and needles, blood counts and hospitalizations. These days I'll be washing another sink full of dishes and remember how I longed for such a tedious task while trapped in another endless day at the hospital filled with beeping machines and miserable children. Anything was better than being there. I don't think I'll ever take washing dishes, folding laundry or watching Isabel play for granted again.








I teared up a bit watching her roller skate yesterday. I was just so grateful for the normalcy of it. For so long our normal was filled with pills and needles, blood counts and hospitalizations. These days I'll be washing another sink full of dishes and remember how I longed for such a tedious task while trapped in another endless day at the hospital filled with beeping machines and miserable children. Anything was better than being there. I don't think I'll ever take washing dishes, folding laundry or watching Isabel play for granted again.








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