Those of you who know my husband know that he is an avid outdoorsman. Hiking, skiing, surfing, biking, bouldering, rock climbing, mountaineering, you name it. He’s out there doing one of them. I support him in these activities even when he comes home with scrapes and cuts. I usually ask him to cover his wounds …
I love working with PAs bur strongly dislike dealing with PAs.
A funny thing happened to me the other day.
I recently hit a rough patch in my treatment. The radiation sessions were harder than I expected them to be. I also didn’t expect how hard this would be on my husband who could only watch. There was nothing he could do to stop my pain.
When I was in second grade, I read a book titled, “Fortunately, Unfortunately.”
My husband and I consider ourselves to be part Italian.
Carpe diem. Today, not tomorrow.
Change can be difficult for someone who likes things to be predictable.
Life goes on.
October has arrived. It’s the time of Halloween decorations, pumpkin spice lattes, and hopefully cooler weather. We pull out our home décor items with Fall colors of red, orange, and brown. We walk past the candy aisles in the stores and wonder if it’s too soon to start buying Halloween candy. October also means we …
I’m feeling sad right now. I’m also feeling a little bit angry and a little bit helpless. In my July post, I wrote about a woman who I have been following on the Breast Cancer forum. Her forum name was “moth,” and she had a blog called “Never Tell Me the Odds.” I wrote that …
“Don’t sweat the little things.” How often have I heard that one? I’ve seen pictures, drawings, Instagram posts, and so on of someone in a “situation” where the caption reads, “Don’t sweat the little things.” There are endless how-to books written on the subject. Workbooks, daily devotional books, journals – you name it. There are …
GUILT. How does that word make you feel? Erma Bombeck said, “Guilt is the gift that keeps on giving.” John D. MacDonald wrote, “Guilt is the most merciless disease of man.” Arthur Buchwald penned, “When we grieve, tears and guilt get mixed together.” I think Arthur Buchwald’s quote resonates the most with me. When we …
A few months ago, my husband and I were driving from San Diego to Bishop to see our kids. In case you didn’t know we had kids, we were adopted by our son at his tender age of 20-something. When he met and married the woman of his dreams, we gladly welcomed our new daughter-in-law …
Recently, I was reading a post by a woman with Stage IV breast cancer who was living with an abusive, alcoholic husband. As I was responding to her post, I started to write, “By the grace of God, I’ve not been there.” I began to think about that phrase. What does that mean? Does it …
When I first thought about starting a blog, I wrote down names that I thought might fit me and my goal of having a blog. I knew I was going to write about cancer, specifically Stage IV or metastatic breast cancer but I didn’t want the word CANCER to take center stage. When I was …