Category Archives: True Love
Empathy and Resurrection
After changing Cindy and going through her physical therapy I put her “dancing shoes” on and swing her legs out of the bed. Her “dancing shoes” are a pair of sandals with rubber soles gripping the floor. Her sandals are … Continue reading
Kindness Wednesday
This week begins Kindness Wednesday, the third in a series that so far includes Beautiful Monday and Cultural Tuesday. These are based on the movements of the American Discovery symphony. The goal of this series is to provide a platform … Continue reading
Cultural Tuesday
Tuesday content will be set aside for culture, based on the movements of the American Discovery Symphony. Others will contribute as well, first on the Humanity Hiker Facebook Page, later on this blog when set up for that. Here is … Continue reading
Yes, No and Uh-huh
“Are you hungry?” I asked before leaving our “bedroom” to make breakfast. “Yes,” she replied in her barely audible manner these days. Cindy responds to a question occasionally, though not very often. In fact, she infrequently makes any verbal sounds … Continue reading
A Caregiver’s Canary
Towards the end of my first thru-hike I encountered a coal-miner, also nearing the end of his thru-hike. We took a break and chatted awhile, as back in the seventies thru-hikers encountered each other much less than they do now. … Continue reading
Sleep Tight
“Good night. Sleep tight. Don’t let the bedbugs bite. If they bite, squeeze them tight and save the blood for another night.” I fondly recall my father saying that to me at bedtime, delivering the last line with an impish … Continue reading
When a Simple “Yeah” Will Do
We may have gone for our last long outing of the year. Our adult stroller may allow us to continue on shorter outings as late fall and winter arrives, but I will have to balance the health advantages of being … Continue reading
Our Downstairs Routine
4:12 am – I am awake. Whether Cindy woke me or not I seldom know for sure, but I do know she appears agitated, which sometimes occurs around this time of night. Her hospital bed does not align seamlessly with … Continue reading
Live Each Event as Your Last
On Thursday, September 19, Cindy and I celebrated our 33rd anniversary. I planned to make this day special by pushing Cindy in the stroller up the old wagon road to the peak of Haystack Mountain. From there I would carry … Continue reading