What a Difference a Day Makes

Our family was turned upside down on it's head yesterday (10/10/13) by my Dad's stroke. I am the oldest sibling of 3 and we all came to the hospital from different directions as quickly as we could. My Dad was super lucky that he was not by himself when this occurred or we would be talking about a totally different outcome today.

He was a good candidate for tPA which is a drug that has many side effects that can be potentially dangerous. However, in a life or death situation such as this, the benefits far outweigh the dangers. I know this saved his life and definitely his quality of life for sure. 

Life is Too Short

Every day I have random thoughts that come to me that I think, "I need to blog about that." I tend to email them to myself so that I don’t forget. I literally have at least 50 things in a folder right now. I go to the folder and whatever feels like it calls to me or needs to be written gets to be typed out. Sometimes I do research and educate people, but more often than not, I write things that happen around me that come from my heart.

Today, I went to look at all these ideas and none of them jump out at me. I keep going back to a post by a dear friend on facebook. It is a poignant and a bit melancholy post that has had me thinking all day long about how truly short life is.

One Day at a Time – Part One

The day my husband lost his job is one I will never forget. It was a few years after 9/11 and our children were babies at the time. They are 14 months apart in age and as such were still in diapers. I was at work when he called and I knew immediately that something was wrong. He was upset and of course my first thought was that he was hurt or something equating to that but what he told me was just as frightening to say the least.