Here I am planting another blog post on this last day of 2022. This one has been on my mind for several days. I experience vivid dreams due to some of the medications that I take. There was one in particular that was beautiful and I want to share it with my readers. I haven't had many dreams about my mother. There was one time shortly after her passing while I was lying in bed one morning. The back of her appeared, as she was sitting at the edge of my bed. She was wearing pink which was her favorite color and looked so beautiful with her pure white hair. This was not a dream, when I called her name she disappeared. I was awake and felt so comforted by her presence. There was another time the day she was admitted to the hospital and I was sitting in a chair across the room from her bed. There were 2 chairs and I was sitting in one and felt a tap on my shoulder, so I turned to see who it was, but there was not another person in that room. That was a sign that I was not going to lose ...

Here I am once again planting another blog post. I wasn't going to do any writing this month, as I usually take a break. I decided this was something that needed to be addressed.  This year has been full of changes. As I mentioned early on in this blog, growth and change can be painful. One of the ways to help maintain a healthy garden is to get rid of the weeds. Let me expound on that in the next paragraph.  June 2nd was my 34th year work anniversary. That was something back in 1991 when I was first diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis (RA) that I thought would probably never happen. There were a lot of weeds to sift through. It was all a mess. Knowing what I knew about others living with this disease, I felt like it was only a matter of time before I would be going down that road of disability. In fact my first rheumatologist thought I should quit my job, go on disability and have my husband take care of me. Shouldn't I have been encouraged with help in navigating this diseas...