I have always loved the idea of sitting at a coffee shop and clicking away on the keys of my Mac to some stunningly witty piece I was working on, but in truth sitting alone has never held much fascina...Read More
Last year after Ken had surgery and was recovering from 12 weeks of chemo, we were optimistic about the future. So much so, I decided to write a book, documenting everything he and I had gone through....Read More
I have to admit while I was walking up Lincoln Avenue to the Tiny Lounge last evening I had butterflies in my stomach and was filled with a medley of feelings that ran the gamut. I was excited to see ...Read More
Like most small town kids, I had a 25″ console television in my bedroom when I was growing up. I was a shy, introvert who spent hours alone, entertaining myself. But no matter what I was doing, ...Read More
This time last year Ken and I were spending a lot of time with his amazing prosthetist David and his team at Scheck & Siress at UIC. David created built the most mind-blowing prosthetic leg for Ke...Read More
I received a cheeky text from my friend Samara earlier this week that began “Ronny, Ronny, how does your garden grow…” to check in with me. But it presented a big, daunting question:...Read More
When you’re truly happy in your life, and loving it, that’s when things get even better–at least in my experience. I’d spent my twenties dating unsuccessfully and lamenting the...Read More
Today didn’t suck en total. It was my first day back to work with the soiree just a jumble of warm and loving memories. That part feels good, right and fitting. But getting back into what used t...Read More
Today felt like the beginning…of something. With Ken’s Memorial Soiree a jumble of fond memories and feelings, today the remnants of my out-of-state family left to return to their lives in...Read More
Yesterday was the Memorial soirée for Ken–my partner, husband and friend of 10 years. The day and the event can only be described as “perfect.” It went off exactly as it was suppose...Read More