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9 Years and Counting

24 Aug

Two crazy kids falling in love. January 1, 1999.

Happy anniversary to my husband, without whom I would know, be, have, appreciate, and understand so much less.

Who would’ve thought when we were dancing the night away at Chi Delt, partying in Jay’s presidential suite, or tailgating on top of U-Hal trucks that we’d end up here? Evidently, the Chicago El train did, or it wouldn’t have kept throwing you back on my path (despite my best evasion tactics … sorry about that).

Ryan, in honor of our 9 years of marriage—and 13.5 years together? whoa, that’s crazy—I made you this:

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1-Year Blogiversary

22 Aug

As my Facebook page so kindly keeps reminding me, it’s Sue’s birthday today. Trust me: I know.

Not coincidentally, I started this blog one year ago in her honor.

Lately, I’ve been putting a lot of thought into what I want to do with it going forward—and what you want from it. I wrote lists. I even drew a grid. Despite my marketing expertise, I’m kind of embarrassed to admit this, but … it didn’t help.

As you’ve probably discerned by now, I’m all over the place. I’m not a one-dimensional entity. Neither was Sue. Neither are you. Marketing has led me to believe that’s a problem, but I’m having a problem seeing it as a problem. Is that a problem?

All of us nurture, create, befriend, explore, play, achieve, inspire, remember, share, defy, and follow our bliss, in no particular order. This blog honors all those pursuits (and more) that I shared with Sue … and presumably share with you. It’s a devotion born of grief, awakened by the question that has haunted me in the wake of that grief:

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The Book Walk

30 Aug

As I mentioned in my previous blog post, witnessing the 3 Day did something to me. It called forth a booming rallying cry in my soul. It challenged me to make a difference in the lives of others, but especially for cancer victims and their families.

Months ago I started dabbling with a children’s book idea. Rather than writing another kids’ books about grief and coping with the death, I want to create something joyful and positive for children who never knew a special relative, like Szaba with her Grandma Suzy. I want to help transport those children and their families from a place of sadness and silence to a place of sharing, remembering, celebrating, and growing.

I know my idea has the power to do that. This will be my “walk.”

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