I am really going to cut back on these “Ramblings” posts. Right now, there is so much on my mind, and frankly, I’m bored. I have a very limited range in what I can physically. I have let the topic of when God doesn’t Answer Prayer, rest for now. I am a movie buff. We…

I’m trying to do this from a dialysis machine. There’s not a good place to sit my tablet and I have one hand tied up. But we will see how this works. I finished my first round of chemo yesterday (4 treatments). I sailed through the first three treatments with very little as far as…

I haven’t given up this on discussion but have only set up the framework. Many don’t pursue this question because it seems to them, and others, that simply asking these questions, is to question God Himself. It feels like a sacrilege or like a friend once said to me, “Mike, you better leave this alone…

I’m not going to do this every day. But, thanks to pray and a new little pill (which I only have 10 of) I slept a good 7 1/2 hours plus a 2 hour nap today after dialysis. Still a lot of catching up to do. This was a godsend. Doing my own driving back…

I said that when I write my ramblings,  they would be about thoughts, which reside inside my head, that look scary when you put them on paper. I will start with one of the most scary discussions. I have been accused, often, of being an over-sharer. I know when I wrote my book Butterflies in…

UPDATE: If you are skimmer, I will put bullet points at time and details at the bottom, if you want more. I’m still vertical. I’m still having to do dialysis three times a week as we are still hoping for my own kidneys to come back.  Keep praying for my kidneys to heal! Treating cancer…

UPDATE: I got up with some energy. Worked too hard around the house and crashed by noon. Didn’t think I would make it outside today. After a 2-hour rest in bed, we finally made it to the beach. So, my day’s objectives met. Rambling My Vice of Choice: Envy Most of us choice our vices…

Today, Sunday, is the first (and only looking into the near future) where there is nothing scheduled.  We have a few goals. I want to do some normal things, washing dishes, cooking, and a short hike. We want to rest (the real purpose of Sundays). I want to catch up on reading for fun and…

I’m sitting in a 4 hour dialysis in Oak Harbor as I type. It is surreal. Our first night home was glorious and rough. I don’t know if it is the cancer, which is still of course out of control, or the chemo, which, is trying to control it, but I started to feel pretty…

I am home resting and that is wonderful. Otherwise, I am speechless.