This post is part of a series of journal entries written throughout my mother’s two-and-a-half-year battle with cancer. August 30, 2018 Two and a half years had passed since my mother’s diagnosis, and a whirlwind of other life events had transpired in that time. By then, I had moved to South Florida and many areas…

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I always thought that “joy” was such a trivial word. Like many, I thought it was an over-simplified synonym for happiness. I often heard it spouted by over-zealous Christians who, to me, were the same people who stuck their heads in the sand at the first sign of any kind of unrest. Joy was an…

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This post is part of a series of journal entries written throughout my mother’s two-and-a-half-year battle with cancer. You can read Part 1 here. December 28, 2017 More than a year after my mother’s visit to Detroit, she was still alive and well. Though she had grown weaker, more forgetful and confused, and the cancer…

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This post is part of a series of journal entries written throughout my mother’s two-and-a-half-year battle with cancer. December 8, 2016 Snow fell the day my mother left Detroit. It was the first real snowfall of the season and it was light, fluffy and wispy, swirling through the air and dancing on the roads. You…

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