Samsmom: Life, Joy, Loss and Loving your Mitochondria

I am making cookies tonight for my friend’s dad. I mix the butter, sugar, flour with a spoon. In frustration, toss the spoon in the sink and dive in with my fingers. I feel the dough in my hands. Knead, turn, mix, knead, turn, mix It calms my restless head, my restless heart and my…

I get attached to my body parts- as flawed and imperfect as they may be, they are mine and mine alone. The bone on bone knee to your left? You can call him Rusty. If you spend any time with me, especially doing anything active like……walking? You notice Rusty, you see Rusty’s troubled past. I’m…

My Mama and my Uncle are transcribing my Great Grandma Burbank’s journals. Today they sent 1941 and I am intrigued. Grandma Burbank is my Granny’s Mama- my Granny who just passed this summer. We grew up with stories about how very, very poor the Burbank side of the family was; squirrel was a good meal,…

I’ve always enjoyed being a tad unique, marching to the beat of a different drum, channeling my inner Heather. Today is Rare Disease Day- a globally-coordinated movement focused on rare diseases and the 300 million people impacted globally by these conditions. As much as I’ve liked being my unique person, I wish I didn’t know…

Yesterday was 2-22-2022. And if you were in second grade, you were in grade 2 on 2-22-2022. One of my nephews got to celebrate being in grade 2 yesterday. His school did some special activities unique to the day and his grade. One was ‘what will your life be like at 22 years old?’ This…