I’m creeping up on kind of a milestone birthday. In a few short weeks, I’m going to be celebrating my 50th birthday. Half a century! It doesn’t even seem possible... Read More

Mr. Constanza lived on my street since the day I moved in, about three houses up on the same side of the street. He and his wife, Mrs. Constanza, were... Read More

I have always loved the holidays. I know. It’s lame. I have a family that I mostly like. (I used to say “I have a perfect family” but I’m thinking... Read More

I think I wrote on this very blog not that very long ago about my need to change my thinking. I was having one of those rare quasi-positive days when... Read More

I love being alone. This seems very odd to many people, but I’ve established a sense of comfort in the solitude that I’ve been given. I treasure it. I hardly... Read More

Cheryl agreed with me yesterday. This is worse than when Chuck died. It seems almost ludicrous to say that but this is actually, really a lot worse. I could pretend... Read More

I’m sure it’s not much of a surprise to anyone that I find myself in the grips of full on FOMO quite regularly. I’m in a constant state of evaluation... Read More

I had kind of an epiphany since my last infusion. Something clicked in my brain around the time I heard the second medical professional say to me, “That’s just your... Read More

I find myself in shades of grey more often than not, these days. When I decided to call my blog bethybrightanddark.com a few friends told me it sounded more like... Read More

It didn’t seem like much to ask. I mean, I did it last year and I somehow survived. My sister asked, incredulously, “You’re gonna use your spoons for THAT?” And... Read More