"One thing at a time"

No, I have not done a very good job of maintaining this blog's momentum this past year. If I may offer my perfect list of excuses to whoever kindly reads my blog, I have had the busiest year to counter the empty-nest phenomena. I have not purposely designed this past school year that way, but things literally fell on my lap each month! Aside from the monthly schedule that flies me into Nashville for clinical days (which sometimes include teaching days for Neonatal Resuscitation Program or S.T.A.B.L.E course), I have flown more frequently than I had ever flown in my almost half-century-long life. I think, Since the start of the year 2016, I have passed through Atlanta Airport for making connections to go to or return from total of 16 times. Places I went to include Nashville x5, San Jose x1, Washington DC x1, Japan x1 (this was long, 2 weeks). But this year is not even half way through. I anticipate going through Atlanta maybe 20 more times before the end of the year (as long as I...

This past weekend, my family enjoyed the fabulous and amazing concert at Dallas Symphony. A Russian pianist, Kirill Gerstein performed Rachmaninoff No. 3 impeccably with Dallas Symphony on Saturday night for us all to be immersed in a few hours of heaven. My senses are always touched deeply when I think of the political environment during which time the composer had composed the piece of music, and his love for the country. If you google Rachmaninoff Concerto No.3, you will likely hear the familiar tune with the wave like beginning. Dallas Symphony and Kirill Gerstein communicated with each other throughout the performance and we were able to witness the merging of the entire members of the symphony with the pianist. It was simply a phenomenal experience to be in the hall and to enjoy the beautiful, excitement, elegant, and convincing music that is revived again and again. I so marvel at the fact that many of us are able to enjoy the music that composers from years past wrote down with...

I have a dear friend, who lost her fiance in an accident in early years,,,,she met a wonderful man later  and married this man rather late in her life... in today's standard.. she was past 50 but she was a princess,,,and I adored her and enjoyed seeing how happy she was. Her happiness was interrupted suddenly a few years after her marriage by her illness that none of us really fully understood. But it was cancer and it took energy out of her and out of him. He was so dedicated to stick by her side and to support her in anyway he could, although this was his second marriage and his first wife also left him due to cancer. This man is a special man in my book,,,, he is a saint. I had a special and dear friendship with this friend, Beverly. I remember the first time she shared with me that she thinks she met the man of her dreams.....I remember the first time she and her hubby went out on their date. She was precious and he was, too. He took things very seriously and he was s...

If it were not for the cancer experience that came to visit me when I was 36, I would have never known the blessing of living passed 40,,, or reaching 49 (not quite yet but it is coming on July 23rd). If it were not for the disease that knocked on my door when wrinkles or aging were not anywhere near the focus of my life, I would have never known the joy of getting a bit saggy in many areas of my life, both physically and mentally speaking,,, if you know what I mean. If it were not for the diagnosis that was presented almost at the same time as my masters diploma from Vanderbilt was awarded, I would have never known the significance of GRADUATION of any kind,,,. I remember fondly, how I walked across the stage and shook the hand of then the Dean Conway-Welch,,,,,,,knowing very well that I was about to be diagnosed..., and jumping in to the Chemo Bath. If it were not for "the pathology results" that surprised us when my son was about to begin his kinde...

Where did the time go? Erik is graduating shortly , less than a week away to graduation and he just completed his last AP exam as of 4:20 pm 5/12. May 9th would be remembered as a day that gave us all the excitement and more. The applause from all the friends who attended the recital almost gave us chills. We have most frequently heard him perform his best for competitions in the last several years, and not for a public performance. None of us are accustomed to having an audience for him. Competitions are experiences of discipline,, and you are always playing for a group of judges and not an audience. This day was different. It was a day to honor Erik and his teacher of 5 years, Dr. Francis Yang for the tremendous work they did together. The preparation for the event was exciting and the day could not have gone better. We packed chairs in our house and we enjoyed welcoming more than 50 guests! (By the way, if you click each photo it should enlarge for better viewing) ...

It has been absolutely TOO busy lately and I have neglected my blog. My family enjoyed a bit of holiday season in spite of the fact I worked throughout the Christmas Holiday. New Year brought much cold weather that I have enjoyed even in Louisiana. Typically, by the end of January, I have seen some daffodils appear but this year may be a bit different. Many frozen mornings have allowed us to visualize each breath that comes out of us reminding us we are alive. One morning this thought struck me as I watched our breaths while we hurried out to the car. In the cold city of Sochi, exciting competitions are about to begin. I imagine that many of the olympians probably wish they could freeze the moment and take it home in their pockets of the Designer Jackets. Those distinct jackets and coats proudly represents who they are and where they are from. I hope they embrace this extraordinary moment that is representative of their amazing achievements. As the fresh cold air sweeps across their ...

It is not everyday that a young boy finds a friend in an elderly who is house bound. My son, Erik was blessed to find a friend, who clicked with him in a special way and they became special friends. She passed away at age 80 this week, on Nov, 20th, 2013. Erik met her through his mom's friend, the daughter of the lady 7 and half yrs ago. Erik's feet did not reach the piano pedals quite well at that time. He was a little boy. He enjoyed the attention from this Louisiana Grandmother who appreciated Erik's piano playing deeply and made sure that Erik felt very special whenever he visited her to play for her. I do not know how many times we had the pleasure of visiting her home, but Erik probably played for her,  almost every piece of music that he learned to play…. She did some special things  with him……like,,,,,,She took him to ice-cream place in her cool Mercedes when his mom left him with her for a n hour or two while she had her doctors appt. It was very hard t...