My wise friend told me last week that she is going to make a T shirt for me that says, “Be careful what you say to me. I might blog about you.” This conversation took place after I ranted for a few minutes about thoughtless things people say to cancer patients. I had been on …
I am sitting here on Sunday evening and quietly reflecting on the past few days. Friday began with an amazing appointment with my oncologist, where Brandi and I learned that I am holding my own. There are no signs of new cancer in my kidney, uterus, or liver. The worst news I heard from the …
Sometimes I think my brain is totally emptied of any thought I would want to share with other human beings. I wonder if this is the end of writing this blog. And then life happens. Today life happened in my lymphedema support group meeting at the hospital. In case you are not aware of lymphedema, …
This week brought the sad news of Senator John McCain’s diagnosis of brain cancer. No matter what side of the political aisle people sit on, many used social media to wish the Senator well. I believe many of the tweets and posts were well intentioned when they described Senator McCain as “strong” or “a fighter”. …
I often encourage my clients to write letters of love and compassion to parts of themselves that they reject or dislike. It made me think that maybe it is time for me to join that party bus and write a love letter to cancer… Dear Cancer,I am not sure how to write this letter. Is …
The past five days have been challenging. Last week’s endometrial biopsy came back inconclusive because the surgeon did not collect endometrial tissue in the pipette. While this is a rare occurrence, it does happen in about 5% of endometrial biopsies. Just call me Miss Five Percent. What does this mean for me? It means that …
We were asked to choose an image that evoked a feeling or a connection. What image resonated with us? That was our job at Sunday’s worship service. Out of all the photos laid out on the long tables before us, I chose the picture above. I chose the photo of the little girl walking down …
No More Faking Fine. It is the title of a book by Esther Fleece that has been gracing my nightstand for the past month. Esther shares her childhood experience of giving testimony in her parent’s acrimonious divorce and being told sternly by the judge, “suck it up”, when she became overwhelmed with emotion. This phrase …
Cherries, sugar, corn starch, flour, shortening, water, and a pinch of salt. Combine in carefully choreographed steps and you have…cherry pie. When the pie is fresh from the oven, you cut it into pieces and you delight in your creation. (with a nice cup of lemon tea, please) Sometimes, I feel like it is too …
