Summer Vacation 2023 – Part 1


Someone recently asked me if we still rode our motorcycles. No, not really. We sold our bikes a couple of years ago, but we do still book an occasional fly and ride on a rental. It complicated our schedule a bit when we purchased our first Airstream. We didn’t feel like there were enough days in the year to do both, so we decided we couldn’t justify owning two bikes and an Airstream. Plus, I’m not as strong as I used to be, so I wasn’t feeling as “safe” on my ride. Do we miss it? Sometimes. When the weather is perfect and we are on a beautifully paved road driving through the country. But when it’s rainy and cold we are happy to be in the truck 🤪🤪. Tim might get a CVO in the future, but that story will be told on another day.

Taking a vacation pulling an Airstream is much different than riding on motorcycles. One thing I love about Airstreaming is an opportunity to stay in the outdoors, and often in more remote locations. Also, we can do stuff we couldn’t do on the motorcycle. Like carrying our bathroom with us 😂. Like driving on the Wild Horse Scenic Loop in Wyoming and sitting on the tailgate overlooking the city while eating our picnic lunch, or hiking with our hiking boots and poles. Pulling our Roam Home I can wear boots, walking shoes, and sandals all in the same day 🤪🤩. On the Harley, I can only carry one pair of shoes. And a girl needs her shoes! 😂 Plus, it’s hard to work from home on the bike, and since Tim is still working that’s a huge consideration. He can take calls in the truck and keep on working. Me? I am no longer a slave to my computer. I’m retired, or semi-retired, so I can do whatever I want, whenever I want. I’m carefree like the marmot, which we saw a lot of in Steamboat Springs.

“Who is that interrupting my lunch?”

Traveling and seeing the natural beauty of the world has always been one of my favorite hobbies, and we continue to do so even more diligently since I was diagnosed with cancer. It makes you appreciate the life we have, that’s for sure! We want to spend as much time together doing fun stuff and enjoying life as we can. #livinglifewithMBC

We’ve been planning this summer trip for a while. Since we had already scheduled a week with our good friends Jeff and Melissa in their timeshare in Steamboat Springs Colorado, and we were heading to the Airstream International Rally in Rock Springs Wyoming a couple of weeks later, it made sense to stay in the general area in between those events rather than drive or fly back and forth.

The journey began on May 19th.


Yampa River Botanic Park, Steamboat Springs CO

After packing up the Airstream and logging our trip details into our trip planner, we set out for our longest Airstream adventure yet.

Our original plan was to head up to Colorado, Utah and Wyoming, then on to see Devil’s Tower, travel north through the Dakotas, east across North Dakota, continue south east to Ohio and back home via the Natchez Trace Parkway. It would be a two month journey.

Here’s a brief recap of the first half of our trip with some of my favorite photos.

The first week was spent in Steamboat Springs, where we stayed in a timeshare with our friends and parked the RV in the parking lot. The temperatures were cooler by our standards, but we still managed to sweat by the pool and get a sunburn. We took several hikes, rode horses, played golf, visited lakes, waterfalls, botanical gardens, and hot springs. And, we played cards or games every night back “home.” The time was too short but a wonderful week with our friends.

Strawberry Park Hot Springs
Riding horses near Steamboat Springs, Colorado

We hooked up the trailer, said our good-byes, and traveled to the next stop. From Colorado we drove to Bear Lake State Park, in Laketown Utah, where we stayed eleven days. Laketown is near Garden City, home of the famous raspberry milkshakes. We had three of those!

On the way up, we stopped by the Dinosaur National Monument. We also spent a couple of nights in the Flaming Gorge National Park. Flaming Gorge was breathtaking! It was hard to pick just one picture.

Dinosaur National Monument, Inside the Fossil Bone Quarry. Me as a “curly girl.”
Flaming Gorge

Jeff introduced us to the mineral water Topo Chico. I kept one of the bottles to put local wildflowers in wherever we camped.

We boondocked in the Flaming Gorge Recreational Area (they don’t have any hook-ups in this campground). It was very cool weather. A bit drizzly too, but our daily hikes were mostly covered in beautiful blue skies, and even got warm at times.

Bear Lake State Park was one of my favorite camping locations on the whole trip. The campground was spacious, with more than a lot of elbow room between campsites. Our section (Birch) had a picnic table covered by a pavilion, and the site was level on concrete. Inexpensive, too!

The park rangers were so nice, and invited us to be camp hosts. We might do that some other time, as they accept short-term hosts, and we wouldn’t mind coming back to this area.

Violent thunderstorms would surprise us daily, with winds like I have not seen before, but our rig stood firm. They would come out of nowhere, but left as fast as they blew in.

Our site was across the road from a cow pasture, which also provided some unexpected entertainment at various times throughout the day (and night 🙄). Tim golfed two separate times (9-hole courses), surrounded by beautiful mountain views and million dollar houses. I rode in the golf cart on the very hilly course, and we walked the other one.

Bear Lake itself was as magnificent as promised.
Turquoise blue water, living up to its nickname, “The Caribbean of the Rockies,” surrounded by mountains.
The Lake is shared by Utah and Idaho, so we crossed that state line several times.

Mountainous, steep curves with switchbacks and 7-8% grade climbs were experienced daily. We were reminded to check our brakes when a semi-truck driver plowed through the storage condo in Garden City, and the passenger had to be airlifted to the hospital. Apparently this happens several times a year.

Our truck pulled the Airstream like a charm, but it was on this trip that Tim decided he wanted to upgrade to a diesel. He just thinks it will pull even better, although the Ford 150 did just fine, and will give him a bit more power up the hills. More on that in another blog!


On to Provo, Utah. We stayed at the KOA in Provo for two weeks, since it was closer to the Salt Lake City Airport and we both had to fly out for different reasons. Tim flew to Chicago for his onsite visit with a church, and a separate flight to Phoenix. I flew home for a few days to get chemo and enjoy Jackson’s first birthday party (our 6th Jedi). Can’t miss those special events!

KOA, Provo Utah

KOA Provo was the opposite of our lovely site in Bear Lake State Park. The sites were close together, the internal road was narrow, and the pool area was not worth wading in (too many kids). It was a challenge backing in (and getting out) to our spot. We later heard the large pasture behind us used to be a lake (hence the smell 🥴), and now it’s a cow pasture. Our back-in site did have a view of the mountains, of course cows, and a llama. They had a game room which we visited once to play pool, but the cues were in bad shape.

Weekend hike in Laketown Canyon Trail, Utah
Dolly Llama (haha). That was my nickname for her (him???).

While the campground was not the greatest, the views all around us were magnificent. Snow capped mountains surrounded the truck everywhere she took us. Tim golfed in the mountains; I went along to take pictures and get some exercise (we walked the course).

The Shops at Riverwood

On Saturdays we went on longer hikes. We hiked to a waterfall on the Stewarts Cascades Trail; that was an adventure! Downed trees from a recent avalanche made it challenging. We also crossed snow and an icy patches; I almost turned back, but I powered through! It might have taken me longer, and I may have had to overcome my fears of heights and breaking a bone or two, but I made it. MBC will not stop this warrior from living an adventurous life.


While in Provo I toured the Young Living headquarters while Tim was in Phoenix. We also visited Moon’s Rare Books (he’s on TikTok), a rare treat. We left Provo and travelled to Rock Springs Wyoming, where we had registered for the Airstream International Convention. I’ll leave that for Summer Vacation Part 2, as there will be enough for a whole blog from that event. Stay Tuned!


À la prochaine…hasta la próxima vez…until next time!

Lady Clementine – A Book Review

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I belong to a book club at The Canopy in The Woodlands. This beautiful facility is located at Memorial Hermann, and is devoted to the education and support of cancer survivors. I think most of us in the group have or have had breast cancer, but it doesn’t seem to matter what type of cancer. It’s just a great group of ladies who like to talk about books.

I joined to help nudge me to read more. I recently heard that the prisoners of Alcatraz read more books in one year than most people read in a lifetime. I guess they have a lot of time on their hands, but I also imagine their brains were much sharper as a result.

Anyway, this month’s book was Lady Clementine. It’s historic fiction based on the story of Winston Churchill’s wife. I wrote a review and sent it to my book club leader, because Tim and I were on vacation. Here’s what I sent her.


On our trip out of town, I read the first chapter to my husband while he drove. He liked it so much we decided to read the whole book together. It was such a captivating book, from the very beginning. Unlike many books, it didn’t take several chapters to get into it. We sat by lakes in Colorado and Utah, under the mountains, by a gorge, in lovely cafés, and everywhere in between. Every chance we got we pulled out the book and read a chapter or two aloud to each other. 

We both enjoyed engaging with the stories from Winston and Clemmie’s life together. Their “Meet-Cute” was especially fun and intriguing. From that first moment we wondered which parts of the book were true and which parts were fiction. Either way, it seems the author captured their personalities and spirits rather astutely, from the other accounts we have read or movies we have seen of the Churchills. They seemed to be made for each other, in their pursuit of the greater good, and Winston’s political career.

It was fun reading it together as he knows a lot about history and we could bounce ideas off each other. Also, when we forgot who someone was (as there were a lot of names to remember), we could ask. Sometimes we had to go back and look. He laughed with me, shared his disappointment as well as upset when bad things happened, and we both enjoyed seeing the more complex yet intimate relational side of the Churchills. Watching her matriculate his change of political views, when they aligned and misaligned, was interesting as well. I thought the whole Terrence episode was interesting. We differed on what we thought would happen. An emotional affair can be just as devastating as a sexual one, so it seems this took some time for her to work through as well. In the end, she stayed true to her Pug (loved their pet names).

I didn’t know about all the motherly concerns Clementine had for her children, or the problems they had with their grown children, or that they had lost a child at such a young age. It helped me to witness her humanity. I could sort of relate to Clementine, as I pursued my degree and career while raising my children. It was always a mind battle between taking care of the kids and doing what I wanted/needed to do to better myself (so that I could help others). I related to her sense of urgency in fulfilling a bigger purpose in life. I could also relate to her feelings of inadequacy as a mother, especially now that our kids are grown and I look back on our child-rearing days.  

I doubt there is a mother out there who doesn’t look back and think of ways she could have (should have?) done things differently. None of us are perfect, but perhaps some of us really did put priorities in other places. I could not relate to her leaving her kids for months at a time, however. I can’t imagine what that must have been like. I had a hard enough time dropping them off at day care each day! I also could not relate to losing a child. That tragedy would be hard to overcome.

Her strength as a woman, wife of a very strong political figure, and basic human aspirations made for a great story. Watching how they handled not one, but two, wars was fascinating. I did a little weary of the technical side of the war(s), but it was interesting to read all the different aspects of the war that I was not previously aware of. We learned more about the British view of the war, as well as their view of the American side. I would read other books by this author, and in fact just read a Quora post about Hedy Lamarr, and it intrigued me to consider reading more about her.

I asked my husband what he thought of the book, especially since it had a strong female protagonist. He enjoyed the book. Tim truly appreciates it when a woman is revered, and is given the ability to show her true self. I agreed with him on that.

Oh, and how I wish I knew how to pronounce Clem-en-TEEN earlier in the book. 🙄🙄
We give it an 8.5 rating. 

Here’s the group’s review.

Eleven of us gathered yesterday, June 14th to discuss Lady ClemenTEEN by Marie Benedict.  It was an interesting read because some of us had immense respect for her and her accomplishments and some of us had zero respect for her especially as a mother.  It was heroic how “Pug and Cat” lead the British people during such dire times during WW2.  We all agreed that without their courage and patriotism the Brits probably would have lost the war.  We discussed how both of them had such terrible mothers and how that reflected their lives and marriage.  We rated the book 7.3.


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Puzzle Box and Chemo Day

In my last blog, I promised a demonstration of my puzzle box from Guatemala, so here it is! The video is only 3:33 minutes long, and you’ll get to see the treasures inside.

This week I have been finalizing all my personal appointments along with a few trips to the Airstream to get ready for our big road trip. One more sleep! 🤩🤩🤩

Scans (CT and Bone) were completed on Monday (my body is still stable, PTL ❤️❤️). Filled up my pill box. Got my hair done. Cleaned the house. Got my treatment (well, getting treatment while blogging). My nurse thought I was working, as many people do that during treatment. I told her I did that for many years, and I decided it was just too much. I’m so glad those days are behind me. Now I can do what I enjoy doing without the stress of the job.

Today is chemo day,
and after that we should be ready!
Aside, my doctor decided I don’t need bloodwork before my treatment anymore,
so that was one less thing to do. It’s a beautiful day outside!

I admit I’m a little tired. Time for a nap! 😴 I’ve been so keyed up at night thinking and planning for the trip, I have had some trouble falling asleep. Last night I put all our stops and parks in the calendar so we can ensure we remember where we are going, and which days we are scheduled to work (er, when Tim has to work haha). It’s a very big trip and I look forward to sharing it with you as we go.

Living life to the fullest in spite of MBC!


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It’s Been on my Mind (MRI Results)

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Nearly three weeks ago I lay on the MRI table, once again checking my brain. The reason? I had an eye exam and my double vision has gotten much worse since the last time i was in the eye doctor’s chair. So much that my optometrist won’t put that much prism in my glasses. The double vision results in some dizziness, a few headaches, and, of course, two of everything. Some things are good to double; others…one is enough. My last MRI was in February, and usually I go annually. But my oncologist wanted to double check it.

I don’t get super concerned, anxious, or panicky when I see something show up on the test results. I respond like the line from Bridges of Spies, “would it help?” Worrying doesn’t help, but I do think about it at times.

I get my test results within a few days, before I see the doctor, so I tend to Google everything I don’t understand (which is most of it 🙄). However, I know if there is a cause for concern, my oncologist will call me at some ungodly hour of the morning or night. The dude never sleeps, but he is on top of it. I knew I had an appointment with him today, so even though something new popped up on this one, I just decided to wait and see what he thought about the result.

After three years of reading, “No evidence for intracranial metastasis,” this is the first time I’ve seen “lesions” show up in my brain scan since the gamma knife zapped those little suckers, so naturally I had a few questions brewing. They were described as “punctate,” which means smaller than a millimeter. More specifically, “there are 2 punctate enhancing lesions in the right-sided cerebellum and cerebellar vermis,” with “suspicious for metastasis” and “further follow up” written into the impression and recommendation. They are in the same spots where I was treated for lesions with gamma knife in 2019.

Dr. K. is not overly-concerned. He’s going to do the right thing, and watch them closely, but we aren’t getting too worked up about it and over scanning my brain either. He’s going to send over the images to the radiation oncologist just to be sure, but he doesn’t think I will need to be scanned for a few months or so.

He explained it this way. The MRI takes slices of your brain, and those slices are about 3mm apart. The chances of them catching something as small as these are very slim. They could have been there all along. Regardless, it’s most likely they are showing the healing in my brain from the gamma knife. Or, they could be some residual metastasis. Apparently the gamma knife decreases the size, but doesn’t typically eliminate them entirely (that was news to me 😳). It’s possible the MRI just happened to slice the brain on them this time, and the radiologist decided to write about it.

He did order my regular bone and CT scans, so I can get those out of the way before our big summer road trip. Which is NINE DAYS away 🤩🤩. He didn’t seem bothered by us Airstreaming, going out of town, or missing a treatment. In fact, they are all very happy for us to travel and enjoy life. We can continue with our adventure as planned.

We will be back at the end of July, and I can get another MRI done then if needed. If they want it sooner, I will be home in June for my grandson’s first birthday. Of course I won’t miss that!

Tim went with me to this appointment. Typically I go by myself. Whenever he goes with me, Dr. K. is very chatty. Not so much about cancer, although that’s part of it, but we talk about world politics, society, how it is changing, the extremes and the middle-ground, and how we all have to learn to just live with it. But we are also looking forward to the day when we no longer have to live with it. *Sigh* 😔

I’m reminded of the song, “This world is not my home!” Aside, Dr. K. is a Christian, too. 🥰

We talked about the visit on the way home, rain pouring over our sunroof. I told Tim I was glad to hear what Dr. K. had to say about the MRI results, and the lesions (or whatever they are) in my brain. While I don’t get overly anxious about it, I said, it has been on my mind.

“Literally.” He replied.

We both had a good laugh.


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Texas Library Association

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Have I told you I am a published author? I published a couple of professional books and articles while I was working in my career as a marriage and family therapist and full-time faculty, but now I have stepped into a totally different genre. It’s kind of a second career for me. I have had these ideas swirling around in my head for many years, so I finally decided to just go for it when my full-time career came to a halt.

I guess one could argue it’s more of a hobby, as my expenses are way more than I bring in 😂🤪😂🤪, but I am taking on the identity of a children’s author and loving this new lease on life. I have published three children’s books (a picture book and two chapter books), and I’m working on writing some more. I also illustrated my chapter books.

I have a new website, primarily devoted to my books. Please, check it out! www.lucindawest.com. Also, join my Facebook page Books by Lucinda, if for no other reason than to boost my fragile ego 😄. No, I’m not Lucinda Riley and I did not write the Seven Sisters LOL. Rather than search for books by Lucinda, click on the link provided above to find the right page.


I recently had the privilege of attending the convention of the Texas Library Association (TLA) in Austin. I met a bunch of librarians and other authors. It was quite an event! Apparently TLA is the largest in the United States.

Standing with other authors at the SCBWI booth.

I joined an organization as a children’s writer. It’s the Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators (SCBWI). They offer a lot of training and resources, as well as camaraderie. They purchased an exhibit booth at TLA, then extended to all the authors an opportunity to sign up for a time slot and sell our books. It was a little challenging, since so many authors were giving books away for free. But I did sell a few, and it was a great networking event. I had a great time!

It was too far to drive for an early morning time slot. Since I also saw the afternoon slot open up the previous day, Tim drove me out there and we stayed overnight in the Fairmont. It’s right by the Convention Center, with a unique canopy connecting to it. It’s a relatively new, high-end hotel, and I highly recommend it if you are looking. Tim enjoyed working from the room while I attended the convention. We lucked into a special rate on the room, or we might not have stayed there.

Fairmont Canopy (that’s the convention center on the other side).
The open sides were a bit daunting 😳😳. It crosses the street below.

We left town right after my early morning MRI (of the brain) on Thursday and made the three hour trek to Austin. I had chemo the next day (Friday) in the afternoon, so the time I had at TLA was limited. I did get to walk around after my Thursday afternoon book signing and talk to some of the exhibitors. We had to leave after my time was up Friday morning.

Needless to say, I was a bit tired after all that setting up and tearing down, and travel back and forth (plus the two visits to MD Anderson), but I’m just happy to be alive and have the opportunity to do things like this. I just schedule life and then rearrange my doctor’s visits accordingly. If it’s last minute (like this kind of was), I make it work in between.

Most people see me and have no idea. I kind of like it that way. That’s life with metastatic breast cancer.


One of the hardest parts about being an author is the marketing side of things. Most authors are introverts, and they are asked to make public appearances, reach out to venues, and talk about their books. A wise author once told me, writing and speaking go hand-in-hand like a ball and glove. You can’t have one without the other.

Publishers will often help with that, but I decided to go the self-publishing route instead of hiring a literary agent. I’m still learning how to get into various venues, and searching for the best ways to reach people with my books. Lots of people say they love the concept, and love the books, but sales are low.

I have reached out to schools (they are much harder to get into than they used to be). I also have some events scheduled in Krogers, and created banners to draw attention to my table. I’m going to set it up outside our Airstream at the International Rally in Wyoming (coming soon). I just sat with a friend who gave me heaps of ideas as well as contacts, so that’s my next list to address. Although I’m open to traveling and conducting book tours, I’m working on strengthening my brand in the local market.

I am also considering ways to market to grandparents. After all, parents and grandparents are the ones who will buy the books. So, that’s one of my next steps. Unfortunately no, AARP doesn’t permit personal ads 🙄🙄.

In addition to writing a new picture book (a sequel to Onomatopoeia), I’m working on a second edition to my camping (chapter) book. Hopefully this will generate more interest as the cover will be simpler and well designed. (I also get to correct that typo in my mail address 🙄). I’m contemplating hiring an illustrator for the next edition when I get to that point, but I haven’t decided for sure. There are pros and cons!

If you have any ideas on how to market children’s books, or would like to let me know if you think I should hire an illustrator, please comment below. I’m also open to comments about ways to improve my writing. Just be kind, please 😁. Thanks so much for your feedback, and of course your support!


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Grandkids!

As I was looking back over my blogs, I was surprised to see very little about my grandkids! I post about them on FaceBook frequently, but I have not updated my blog to reflect my love for them. ❤️❤️❤️ Yes, I do love them! 🤩🤩🤩

I remember a time in life when I didn’t think I would ever be a grandmother. It just didn’t seem possible. I was much younger then, but when I was diagnosed with cancer the first time I thought I might not live long enough. I’m so happy to report SIX grandchildren, with another one on the way. Jedi #7 is due on my birthday.

About a week after we got back from Florida, we had to take a trip to Oklahoma for another work-related event (Tim’s, of course). And then on to Wisconsin for a second work trip. During the week at home, we snuck in a visit with our four “Jedi” who live close to us. We celebrated our first Jedi’s eighth birthday. Hard to believe she’s that old!

Did I mention we have #7 on the way (March 5 was the reveal). When they told us, I was so excited. “Yay! You’ve having another baby??!!” Tim, however, had a different response, “Oh no!” LOL. He is excited. He just wasn’t expecting it this soon. Seven is the perfect number, but I wouldn’t put it past our daughter to have some more as well.

Dad, Mom, Alison, Hannah, Mikayla, Jaxson and Olivia. “Olivia? Who’s Olivia??!! You’re pregnant??! Yaaaay!”

Speaking of our daughter…In between Tim’s work gigs, we were able to see our other two grandkids (Elizabeth’s children). Their family moved out of state last year on Labor Day weekend for their dad’s job. We miss them terribly! Their parents are a bit selective about sharing their location, due to “safety” issues 🙄🙄, but we did some super sleuthing in February and located them during another work trip. On our second visit, Elizabeth let the kids spend the night with us at the hotel while mom and dad had a date night. We didn’t take the Airstream as it was another quick trip up and back.

We were SO glad to see them, have an early Easter egg hunt, see where they live, visit Elizabeth’s job, and spend quality time with her at lunch as well. The kids came running when they saw us. Anthony was doing errands so we didn’t see him this time. In case you are wondering, they live “somewhere” east of the Pacific Ocean. Hopefully that’s vague enough for their liking, if they ever read this blog 😂🤪🤪😂.

We also had our traditional Easter egg hunt with Bryan’s family on Easter Sunday. It was Jaxson’s first Easter, and Mikayla (not even two) was climbing the big playground to slide down the giant slide. My heart skipped a few beats, but she is a good climber! We discovered a different way of doing the egg hung so everyone was able to find some eggs and it took longer than usual. It was a great day.

Without further ado, here are some pictures of our wonderful grandchildren over the past few months. We call them Jedi, because Tim is “Yoda” and we hope to mentor them in a positive way of life. There’s nothing like being a Grandma. I am so blessed to be alive!


Alison, Jedi #1.
Paige, Jedi #2.
Hannah, Jedi #3.
Gabriel, Jedi #4.
Mikayla, Jedi #5.
Jaxson, Jedi #6.
Bryan’s lovely family! Easter Sunday.
Elizabeth, with the wreath I made her for Easter.

Fun times with Elizabeth’s kids.
Jaxson’s First Easter.
We got this walker to play with
(and contain him LOL).
Coloring Fun with Paige and Gabe.

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Florida Retreat

We left my Dad’s graveside and drove straight to Florida. Tim had a job there, and while we would arrive a day late, he was still needed at the church in Ft. Myers. The trip couldn’t have come at a better time. It offered me the opportunity to rest, take long walks on the beach, talk to God, capture some great photos, and reminisce. Unfortunately we weren’t there long enough to see any of our friends or family. We were only there for just a few days, then back home. I needed the rest! Amazing how much the ocean can heal the mind and soul.

Still evident was a lot of destruction from the hurricane.
Boats were stacked up like a junk pile, even sitting in the tops of trees,
and other rubble remained all through the city. Many businesses are still closed. Sad indeed. Never underestimate the power of God’s hand.
They are working hard to clean up the beaches.
Not all of them are open, but I was blessed to go here.
Huge coconuts dotted the shore, seaweed pointed the way, incredible sunsets took my breath away, and I came back to the hotel with burnt feet.
These all made the experience worthwhile.

“I see the stars. I hear the rolling thunder. Thy power throughout the universe displayed. Then sings my soul. My Savior, God to Thee. How great Thou Art. How great Thou Art!”


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Sad News

Thurman Lee Centers, my Dad

I have to admit, I thought my father would outlive me. I thought most people who were still alive in my family would outlive me. When I was first diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer in December 2016, they didn’t think I had long to live. Yet, I have long surpassed the “average” length of time I should have lived. Every time I go in to see my doctor I am greeted by nurses and techs who smile with surprise and excitement to see me doing so well. My brother (Shawn), and now my dad, have gone before me in that period of time. Mom passed away in 2014, so it’s just me and my sister left.

Dad had just purchased a new scooter, 500cc. It was his second ride. I didn’t even know he was thinking about getting one. He sent me a personalized Christmas ornament with Tim and me on a motorcycle. We had talked motorcycles off and on because of our rides, and we had even texted that morning about something else. I didn’t know he was riding, or even contemplating it.

He thought the scooter he bought might be a bit too big for him, so he decided to try it one more time before taking it back. That’s when he had the accident which took his life. He was 85. They think he had a heart attack which caused the wreck, but no autopsy was done to confirm. They deemed it an accident.

It was a total shock, of course. I thought he would live to be 100, or 95 at least. He died on a Monday and the funeral was that Friday. I had chemo on Tuesday and an echocardiogram on Wednesday, so we jumped in the car and drove to Kentucky for the funeral right after that. It’s a two-day drive from Conroe.

I saw my sister, of course, and her family. Some cousins were there that I haven’t seen in probably 30 years or more. It’s funny how funerals tend to bring people together. An old friend of ours from college also stopped by when he saw my FaceBook post. He lives in the same town where Dad lived, oddly enough, and his wife had even heard about the accident because one of her work colleagues was a first responder to it.

Disney is right. It is a small world after all.

The older I get, the more I realize how small the world really is, and how short life becomes. Every time we turn another month over on the calendar, the days, months, and even years get shorter and shorter. The world is spinning faster and faster with every tick of the clock. Sometimes it feels like I’m on that merry-go-round we rode as children, and it makes me dizzy.


Providentially, I had been going through some old slides that my dad had taken when we were kids growing up. It was a thing. Taking pictures and then get togethers with family gatherings usually included watching a slide show. I’ve had these for a few years, since my brother died, but I had just gotten around to turning them digital.

We had planned on going through Kentucky during our summer trip, and we were going to get together with Dad and Phoebe (his wife). I was going to show him some of the pictures and ask about them. I thought it would be fun to reminisce a bit. I had written “Visit Dad” on my calendar. Little did I know that he would be gone before then.

He was only in a few of the slides, because he was typically behind the camera. Here are a few of my favorites when I was 5-6 years old. It looks like he made use of the timer on his camera. The pictures remind me of the good times, the fun times, and the moments when our family was a family.

This was a family vacation to Florida I think.
Merry Christmas!
I remember that aquarium, and fish netting.
Dad’s Family. My family, aunts, uncles, and cousins.
Dad is working on someone’s farm, or maybe he’s just trying out the seat. I don’t think this was our farm.

It’s surreal. You’ve probably been there if you have lost a parent. This is different from when I lost my mom. Different circumstances for sure. her death was expected, and I was blessed to spend the last three weeks of life with her in Hospice care. I had a chance to say good-bye, and say things as well as ask her questions.

This was different. Sudden death is no easier or harder, just different in my experience. Dad and I were not what I would call “close,” and we were just starting to re-connect over the past few years after many years of distance. The disconnect was primarily due to my parents’ divorce and events leading up to their divorce. (It’s a very long story, which I will spare you.) He was always closer to my sister, and I was always closer to my mom. He came to visit when I was diagnosed with MBC, and we started having conversations via texts after that. I was hoping we would have a few more years to continue developing a deeper connection, but God had other plans.

The cemetery was in another city and country from the funeral, and I was impressed with how respectful people were as we processed to the graveside. They pulled over, put their hands on their hearts, took off their hats, and waited for our long line without incident. We held up traffic for an hour across two counties, yet that didn’t seem to phase them. They just waited. I was impressed with their level of dignity and respect.

RIP Dad. Until we meet again on the other side…

I was surprised they already had the date on his headstone.

I snapped a few selfies of me and some family members. I missed my cousin Glennis but he was there as well.

Dad re-married three times after my parents divorced, so he had other families besides ours. I have a second sister who was also at the funeral. She was really little when we first met. We didn’t grow up together, but we keep in touch on FaceBook. It was good catching up with her at the funeral as well.

Terri, me and Bonnie, my two sisters. Bonnie is on the right. She’s two years older than me. Terri was in my dad’s second family. She’s about 12 years younger than me.
Me and Megan (Bonnie’s daughter) at the graveside. It was cold and windy, but it didn’t rain.
My and my cousin Lisa. I always looked up to her growing up.

À la prochaine…hasta la próxima vez…until next time!

The Scent Keeper – Book Review

Our book for the month of March was The Scent Keeper, by Erica Bauermeister. This is an intriguing novel and a New York Times Bestseller. Once I got into it, I had a hard time putting it down. I may read it again. It’s an easy read, and the story was captivating. There is a bit of mystery, sadness, love, laughter, and of course family. Hmmm, I may have just described the majority of popular novels out there. 😂😂 🤩🤩

This book is unique in that it is based on the concept of capturing smells in a bottle, the same way we capture moments on a photograph. If you wanted to remember a particular moment in time, from a scent perspective, you could open the bottle and it would transport you back to that time. Not literally, but emotionally and in a very clear memory. The main character, a teenager by now, was raised on an island with only her father to keep her company. It reminded me of the movie “Nim’s Island,” except Emmeline had no contact with the outside world as Nim enjoyed in the movie. She questioned her father’s constant dedication to the scent bottles, and as her eyes were opened to some things on the island, this is when her life really changed.

Aside, it’s interesting how a riff with one’s parent can change an entire destiny. I’ve seen it so many times as children become teenagers and then suddenly turn into young adults. Young adults need to grow up and become independent. Oh how I wish we could keep them small! And oh how I wish I could spend one more day with each of my parents.

I went to my book club, and we left immediately after that for our trip to Kentucky. My dad passed away this week, so it is a quick trip. I’ll write about that later. After that we are heading to Florida for one of Tim’s work gigs.

I’ll keep this review a bit shorter due to traveling. After the meeting Carol sent out her summary of our discussion. As usual, she captured the heart of the conversation. I especially enjoyed the question, “what is the smell of childhood for you?” Maybe you’d like to consider that question as well. Is there a particular scent that takes you back to a certain moment in time? Smell is such a strong sense, and we often overlook its power. Anyway, here is our leader’s summary. I should forewarn you that our summaries may spoil the ending for you.

Nine of us gathered this afternoon to discuss The Scent Keeper by Erica Bauermeister.  We started off the discussion with the question of what is smell of childhood for you…….  The answers were the Library, Root Beer, Railroad engine, Seaspray, a picnic in an apple orchard, fresh cut grass and the earth, the outdoors and a basement, Pine Sol, Mom’s biscuits and pineapple upside down cake, white shoulders perfume, Prell shampoo to name a few.  The majority of us thought it was an easy read and well written.  Most of us had no idea of how smell is used in marketing and the different layers to entice buyers.  We thought the topic of the book intriguing and interesting.  We talked about Emmeline/Violet and her isolation on the island with her father, the second part being on the cove and then the city with her Mother.  Lisa pointed out that the author named a lot of the characters based on what happens to them.  Fisher for instance because he doesn’t fish with his abusive Father  and Emmeline’s Father calling her Little Lark, which she does fly away.  Several of us thought the ending was confusing and many of us read the ending a couple of times. Twelve of us rated the book and gave it a 7.5 rating.  Sending condolences to Cindy who lost her Father and driving to his service in Kentucky.  Safe Travels to you!!!!

À la prochaine…hasta la próxima vez…until next time!

She Has a Name!

We picked up our new 2023 Airstream Globetrotter today. After our “Maiden Voyage” a couple of weeks ago, we took her in for some warranty work. Here we are on the way home from Austin, where she is all put back together. AND…she has a name!

We conducted a poll of our friends and after much ado we have decided on her name. Why we think she is a female, who knows, but it seems right to us. You can learn more about the names we polled and why we did or didn’t choose a specific name by watching this silly and hilarious video.

In case you are wondering, no, I didn’t forget to wipe my mouth after I ate. 😂🤪😂 I was getting over some cold sores, so I apologize for the ugly face. They were nearly healed by this time, so you can probably imagine how they hurt. 😳🙄 Having MBC means it’s easier to catch things, and much harder to get rid of them. C’est la vie.

Anyway, I hope you like the video. Enjoy the West Airstream Adventures and be sure to subscribe to our YouTube channel for more fun and adventures!


À la prochaine…hasta la próxima vez…until next time!