Uphill idealist

This week, Jamestown area youth got busy making homemade Christmas cards for a young man that is going through the final stages of cancer. Upon hearing his story, we all wanted to find a way in participating in making his early-Christmas wishes come true. Here is his simple wish - to celebrate Christmas with his family and too receive some Christmas cards: Five year-old Noah Biorkman is in hospice and we need your help to make this the best Christmas ever by sending him Christmas cards! His family will be celebrating Christmas this weekend. Noah was diagnosed with Stage IV Neuroblastoma in February 2007. He went into remission in August 2007. In September 2008, Noah relapsed with lesions in his right arm and right leg. After going through six different trials, the cancer continues to spread.Please help the fulfill the Biorkman family's wish to make this the best Christmas ever for Noah. You can send your Christmas cards to: Noah Biorkman c/o 99.5 WYCD 2201 Woodward Heights Blvd. F

Forgot to charge my phone, forgot to bring my charger, forgot to ship a package, forgot to forget to push a little harder. I need to take moment, and restart the start of this day. Before it runs full-speed downhill and gets scott-free, out-of-reach, past-the-point-of-return-away. Sometimes instead of forgetting, I'd rather run far, far into yesterday. T.L. Eastman 09'

Have you ever worn a pair of sneakers that rub a certain uncomfortable way until you take the time to re-lace them and make sure they aren't too loose here or too tight there? For the last week, I felt as if I was constantly adjusting my shoelaces, as upon returning from a work trip I had a great deal of catching up to do in many areas. There is always housework, dishes and laundry to do and running of the vacuum as well, but throughout the week both of kids ended up needing some extra attention - one became ill with a sinus infection and the other had banged up their knee in a Halloween mishap and was hobbling all week on crutches. So in some places I had to SPEED UP and in others I had to SLOW WAAAYYYY DOWN and adjust what my normal pace is. You know what? Adjusting takes energy. However, after making some of those adjustments, the feeling of uncomfortableness gave way to settling into a better stride. One child is back to school and the other is back and off the crutches. Work s

Image from the Kenyon Review . Ever since the daylight savings time switch last Sunday, I've been feeling a little off kilter. While I'm thankful that my morning run is no longer completely in the dark, its weird to have it be totally dark by six in the evening. I know that eventually I will adjust to the shift in light's arrival and departure, but for now it seems off to me. To be honest, I think I'm just be longing for to long, warm, sunny days of summer; with it's bird song mornings and late balmy sunsets. Somehow, time is marching on to the destination of the winter season - no matter what I prefer the season to be. In the start of the arrival of the winter season, how do you balance out the changes in the shorter days. Do you embrace the longer night for times of rest and rejuvenation, or do you wish for the long windows-open-while-you-sleep-and-the crickets-sing-summer? Somehow, I think I'm more of a summer kind of person. Even so, there is a time for all