Karen's Blog

I promised that I’d share about the wildflower fields when they started to bloom, and they have. For a little background, I had the first couple wildflower fields planted when Karen was first diagnosed. It was one of her dreams to have wildflower fields, and due to her illness, everything was done in a bit…

As I sit here and write, I am forced to reflect on how different the world is now, than it was even a few months ago, let alone how different it is without Karen here to help weather the storms. I did not arrange for a gathering at the house this year to celebrate Karen’s…

I’ve been meaning to publish a blog post, and have about a dozen started, but it hasn’t been the right time for me to publish any of them yet. I still don’t have anything good to share this week, which started with the second anniversary of her passing, but I wanted to at least post…

I’d like to start this post by apologizing for not posting anything for a couple months. I have a half dozen posts staged for the blog, but I’ve been going through some emotional changes. Some are good, I think. One of the good things is that I have the ability to tell stories of Karen…

I haven’t been in much of a Christmas mood, but I still needed to do something. The tree in the picture has three ornaments. The blue “Tardis” is mine, the owl is for Karen, and the little orb is just for decoration. Merry Christmas and happy holidays

I haven’t posted to Karen’s blog in a while, but that doesn’t mean I’m not thinking of her, and it doesn’t mean that there isn’t more to say on her blog. I should be posting more often, but I’ve been struggling with the challenges of navigating forward. I still haven’t really come to terms with…

Karen always gave of herself. It’s one of the things she’s remembered for by friends, and even by strangers. Although she was secretly introverted (and I’ll speak of that another time), she was lightning fast to step in and offer help when needed. She loved to help people who wanted to better themselves. Sometimes it’s…

Okay, maybe we don’t need anything to inspire us to keep Karen in our thoughts. I think of her constantly, and speak about her every day to the friends around me, the people I work with, and not infrequently with complete strangers. It’s not uncommon for somebody to have a tear in their eye. I…