Well, I finally did it. I discarded the last of Joe's medications and supplements. There were about fifteen bottles in this phase. It ...

2017 : When my son Joe passed away, I knew I wanted to keep a tangible piece of him with me, something that would bring me comfort and...

I had another dream about Joe the other night. He was a healthy young adult and was scheduled to speak to a large audience—I think at a...

It is six years since Joe died in November of 2017. Usually I experience a vague, unhappy restlessness around this time. This is the...

You may have noticed I am not as active on this site as I used to be. There are more posts I want to write about Joe, but I have been...

This month Joe would have turned thirty. In my mind he is still twenty-four. A young adult just starting to make his way in life. I see...

Today I stopped in at a local hospital for some routine tests. It happened to be the hospital where Joe was born. Of course my mind...

I love those who love Me; and those who diligently seek Me will find Me. Proverbs 8:17 Joe bought a bunch of Bibles to have on hand to...

We haven’t mentioned this in quite a while, but I want to thank those of you who have contributed to the Joseph Fischer Memorial...

We are still finding treasures on Joe’s computer that we haven’t seen before. Jeff discovered this little jingle the other day (and I can...

Do you ever realize you haven’t taken a breath in a while? I mean literally. I had that experience many times during Joe’s cancer...

I had a dream about Joe the other night. He was a little boy, about five years old. There were a lot of people milling about and Joe was...

Dear Joe, Guess what? Jamie’s getting married! Or maybe you already knew that? I’m not really sure how things work where you are… Anyway,...

I was going through some personal files the other day and came across some notes from my own doctor visits during Joe’s decline and soon...

Get OUT! Get away from me! You’re all FIRED! Get the #&%@ OUT! Joe’s hospital roommate—we’ll call him Fred—raged unceasingly at the...

When I was a brand new mother (oh, those were thrilling, exhausting days!), I wanted so badly to do everything “right”. I read books...

Six years ago today, I received a phone call from a doctor who told me my son had an aggressive, inoperable brain tumor. These...

I belong to an online group for people who have lost family members to glioblastoma. As I read about the distress these dear people...

Over the course of Joe’s three-year cancer journey, he was forced to give up many things: driving, marital arts, long hikes, leading...

Here’s another gem I came across the other day. I believe Joe wrote this in early 2014 (just before his diagnosis): My Family by Joe...