December 2011
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Pills
Pills. In the morning. In the afternoon. In the night. Pills with chocolate milk, cranberry juice, mango guava cherry soda. Oval, diamond, perfect circle, All on a tea plate (because she deserves that dignity). Pills to combat the defiant nerves, Pills to soothe the coward stomach, Pills to attack the damned cancer, Pills to stave off the hungry seizures. The pills render their bill on the hour....
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Warm Wishes
At this holiday time of year, our whole family is grateful for all the love and support we receive. I’m often asked how it is that we’re so strong. My first response is to say that we draw all our strength from “the girl.” The truth is more complicated. Jordan guides us and gives us the energy to be optimistic and brave. But we don’t travel on this journey alone, and...
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Shopping Portraits
We went shopping tonight and The Slayer enjoyed a night out.
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Real Conversation
Jordan: Would anyone like some of my pork chop? Jeanette: No, thank you. Me: Sure. I’ll have a bite. (Jordan serves me a giant bite) Me: Wow! That’s a big bite. Jordan (without any irony): Well, you have a big mouth.
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My Pal
We chatted and hung out tonight. I have been playing with a new lens (an early Christmas present) and at one moment, I said, “Jordan, let’s take a photo.” As usual, she agreed. I love this kid. She’s fun.
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The Napper
Nothing intoxicates me more than she—she with the curly locks and the wicked grin and the sassy comebacks. Nothing makes me more giddy than the flip of her fingers dismissing air and poor logic with irreverence and a hint of pregnant contempt. Nothing endears me more than the intensity of her gaze— the eyes that will not settle for less than truth; the impatient pools of thought that are filled...