Category Archives: My Stories
Quilt Therapy
It was my husband’s idea. Make a quilt out of your mom’s shirts. Brilliant. As I was cleaning out her room, I couldn’t bear the idea of just dumping all of her things at the Goodwill. There’s nothing wrong with … Continue reading →
Turning the Tables
I wouldn’t say that I’m a super Christian, but I dabble. I know some stuff. I believe. I’ve read The Book. My favorite story in the Bible probably wouldn’t be the favorite of most people. My favorite story is when … Continue reading →
Decomposing Doctor
To say that I love Halloween is an understatement. We play a little game in our house called, “would you rather.” My son usually instigates the game at random times that make absolutely no sense. While driving my firstborn to … Continue reading →
I’ve Gone Men-tal
I think my husband walks on water. I know that’s ridiculous. No one is perfect. No one is capable of such things. And he really can’t. He hogs the bathroom and stinks it up, seems to accumulate pens wherever we … Continue reading →
Back on Track
I live with a 7 year old boy who has been in love with trains since just before he could speak. He couldn’t say “train,” but he dutifully carried around a wooden train in each hand everywhere he went. God … Continue reading →
Singing Mammo-gram
I had my first mammogram today and you know what? It wasn’t bad at all. How many hundreds of mammograms have I ordered over the years? How many times have I reassured women, it isn’t that bad, without really knowing … Continue reading →
Carnival
Have you ever noticed that the games at the carnival are rigged? You play them anyway. There’s always the chance that you’ll beat the odds. You’ll be the one walking around with that giant panda bear and the crowds … Continue reading →
Runner’s Low
Since my mom passed away, running has been harder for me. It’s hard to find the time. It’s hard to get away. She used to watch the kids while my husband and I went to races. Plus it’s near impossible … Continue reading →
Those who can, should teach.
I love having students. I’ve had all kinds. High schoolers considering a career in medicine. Premed students applying for medical school. PA students. Medical students on a family medicine rotation. My partner recently asked me if I get paid to … Continue reading →
The Day After
Sometimes it isn’t until the day after a tragedy that it starts to really sink in. It’s not until after you close your eyes and your body finally succumbs to sleep. You awaken in the morning to the stark reality. … Continue reading →


