Samsmom: Life, Joy, Loss and Loving your Mitochondria

Dear Readers: I would be lying if I did not say that the last couple weeks has triggered some pretty deep PTSD for me. And so maybe some posts might be hard to read. But if you know me, you know that I put more to paper sometimes than I…

I’ve been thinking of you Mamas and how crazy life is right now. I wrote this 12 years ago about my own Mama-time. The biggest judge is you. Hang in there “You are such a great mother.” This statement takes me aback. I guess I should be flattered. Friends and…

I am cheating on my blog post today. I know, only one day into my promise and cheating already……gives you insight into what type of student I was, or am 🙂 No judging, this is a judge free zone. I love smart sci-ency folks. If it weren’t for social distancing,…

I have a beautiful songwriter, singer, poet friend named Inda Eaton. Inda has been on my mind the last couple days…….perhaps because yesterday was her birthday, perhaps because when I’m stuck in my life, one of her songs plays in my head. It’s called a Prayer for Jo….take second to…

I remember a hospital stay with Samantha. She had a temp of 102. She could not hold her oxygen. Her lungs were junky so we consistently had to take a tube that was attached to a suction machine, stick it up her nose and suck yellow glop out of her…