No, the picture of the woman on the bed on the “contact” page is not me. But it could be! She looks pensive, doesn’t she? Well, that’s me — always thinking!

I am a 62 year old wife and mom of 7 adopted special needs kids. My husband has been diagnosed with a progressive terminal disease. Old age issues have hit me like a ton of bricks and thoughts about death and dying are swimming in my head as I face my and my husband’s mortality. I decided to journal the experience so hopefully others will learn something or feel like they are not alone if they too are on a similar journey. It may not be the most cheerful subject to read about but it’s life and we all need to face the end of it at some time!