The Story
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12 Years a Bereaved Mom.
Yesterday was the 12th anniversary of my daughter’s death. Twelve years without hearing her voice, being able to touch her, or being able to celebrate special days with her. Sean and I spent it this year as an ordinary day, which is kind of a miracle considering how it used to flatten all of us.… Continue reading
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This is not the vaccine talking.
I’ve started dreaming about secret rooms again. Rooms that you can’t get to directly when you enter a house; you need a guide or to have already been in the room. It’s been awhile since I dreamed about secret rooms. Last time was not long after my second divorce. It was a time when I… Continue reading
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Radioactive.
I’m beginning to see why everyone who has gone before me says that radiation makes you tired. It isn’t so much about the treatments themselves; it’s about getting up and out of the house every day to go have the treatment. This week was a killer. Not only did I have to be at the… Continue reading
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And no bad dreams.
Tomorrow marks the day I’ll start radiation. It’s the last step in the multi-pronged approach to beating breast cancer. I’ve survived chemotherapy, surgery, and complications. Now I just need to go let them blast my chest with radioactive particles, more toxins to kill the bad cells that could still be floating around. I’m trying not… Continue reading
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The selfish life.
Maybe that title is a little misleading. What I’m thinking of here is about the time I take for writing. My first urge was to write that I am “selfishly” taking some time this morning to write when I “should” be cleaning house. Sean is still asleep, though, so I don’t want to make too… Continue reading
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What dreams may come…and go.
The moral of this long thread is this: NEVER quash your kid’s dreams. Never let their siblings quash their dreams. Let them dream and dream BIG! You don’t know what they can do. Let them find out. Support them unconditionally. They will love you for it, even if they end up in corporate America, staring… Continue reading
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Reflections on the last day of chemo.
I have found equanimity with cancer. And today is my last day of chemo. Continue reading
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Everyone deserves affordable healthcare.
Healthcare is a human right, not a privilege. Continue reading
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The evolution of my son.
In 2014, my son Sean was in a bad relationship. It didn’t start out as bad, but it became evident rather quickly that it was heading in a bad direction. Before he met her, he really was in a good place. He had recently lost 100 pounds and had a great job. He went to… Continue reading
About Me
A writer and solitary soul in the mountains of Western North Carolina.
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