Meditations of a Latter-day Saint Woman

  by Cheryl Merrick The potter approaches his bench, Taking a lump of clay, He slams it hard against the surface. Oh pain?  Did I really vo...

Growing Up by Cheryl Merrick  2010 As a child angrily pounds on his father’s leg, screaming, “You don’t love me!”, we threaten to withhold o...

            For Us He shops, cleans, does laundry, and pays bills “for us”. Allowing me the quiet time I need to study and think, so I can w...

As my father was dying, he begged me to come back to our traditional family religion.  He claimed that since all religions were about the sa...

For those friends of Cheryl Anne Merrick who were not able to view her memorial service I have posted my eulogy at her memorial service here...

Things have been moving along quite quickly the last few days.  The ascites fluid buildup in my abdomen from the liver not functioning has b...

Making good progress this week  on my path with terminal cancer.  I seem to be losing muscle mass and gaining ascites fluid buildup.  This i...