The Northview
By Brenda Winter, columnistMay 02, 2016I was 29 days into a 30-day anal cancer treatment plan. For the most part, I’d skated through the daily radiation and two doses of chemo without incident. I was a little tired, had a little nausea, and I had a little “sunburn” from the radiation, but nothing major. I began to wonder why I had been in such dread of traditional cancer treatment for so long if this was all there was to it. And then…
By Brenda WinterFebruary 22, 2016Our cat is sick. And I am not a cat person. I grew up on a farm where the average life expectancy of a cat was about three years. Causes of death among farm cats include the milk truck, a tractor, a car, a dog, a trap, hypothermia, a horse, a cow, another cat — and of course, disease. Sad but true — life on the farm can be brutal. But ours is not a farm cat. Ours is a house cat. He’s old and now…
By Brenda Winter, columnistJanuary 11, 2016Heartbreak is not new to Vikings fans. Heartbreak is what we expect. So when the Vikings led for most of last Sunday’s playoff game only to lose by missing a field goal in the last few seconds — Vikings fans were not surprised. We are the kind of people who maintain low expectations so as to avoid disappointment. This character trait — of expecting life to be disappointing and to probably get…
By Brenda Winter, columnistDecember 22, 2015Dear Friends, It’s been a busy and blessed year at the Juhl-Winter household. In January our sweet Kate left for an 11-month stint on the mission fields of Thailand. In February Brenda traveled to the Twin Cities with college friends to attend a John Cougar Mellencamp concert. For three hours the four women were 19 again (even though their combined age is 208.) In March we traveled to California…
By brenda winter, columnistNovember 09, 2015It may not be ranked among life’s great questions such as, “What is the meaning of life?” or “How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?” but to me the question is profound. I was painting my sister’s dining room last week as my seven-year-old niece munched on a taco at the dining room table. Staring off into space as children do when they eat, she asked, “Auntie…
By Brenda Winter, columnistSeptember 07, 2015I, for one, am thrilled silly about the prospect of having three traffic lanes striped on Highway 75 instead of the four many of us have grown to know and love. The reasons are many, but I think my main reason is — having a turning lane down the center of the highway has a “big city” feel to it. I like it. This ain’t Mayberrry no more. Sioux Falls has center turn lanes. Worthington has them —…
By Brenda Winter, columnistAugust 17, 2015I am near the end of a three-week stay at a Mexican cancer clinic. After a year of trying to stop the progression of anal cancer using non-traditional methods, I decided I needed additional guidance. So here I am at Hope4Cancer three blocks south of the Mexican-American border. I don’t know if one newspaper column can even begin to convey the impressions and information I’ve gained in 10 days’…
By Brenda Winter, columnistJuly 27, 2015The last time we met in this space I shared some thoughts about my first-born grandchild — a girl born to my son and his wife on June 1. Well, believe it or not, this week’s thoughts are about my second-born grandchild — a girl born to my daughter and her husband on July 5. Evelyn Ann arrived four weeks early and weighed 6 pounds and 1 ounce. We believe she arrived early because her mother is…
By Brenda Winter, columnistJune 22, 2015It was just another Father’s Day picnic. Except it wasn’t. This year was different. A 7 pound, 10 ounce first-time guest made the difference. Wrapped in pink, dressed in a pink “Daddy’s girl” T-shirt and actually looking a little pink, the special guest slept, stretched, yawned and slept some more. Around her, those gathered ate their hot dogs and hamburgers. The men talked about horsepower,…
June 01, 2015Cancer feeds on sugar, God is good, and other things I’ve learned this year … It’s been an interesting year. Tomorrow is the one-year anniversary of my cancer diagnosis. I’ve learned a lot — about myself, about God, about people and, of course, about cancer. In no particular order: About people. People just want everything to be OK, so they say things like, “Oh, you’ll be fine.” They might be…
May 11, 2015Jan was my neighbor. You wouldn’t have known her because she and Dar didn’t get out much. They moved here in ’07 on account of the veterans home. They were two retired army nurses traveling across the countryside when the home caught their eyes. So they stayed. They and three cats — Willie, Annie and Winkie. (It was Annie or Winkie that had no tail, I don’t remember which was which. And one of…
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