Sometimes a picture does more than words. For both the artist and for the viewer. I am a porcupine. Edgy. Prickly. Impatient. I feel like I have to protect myself…from the harshness of people
You know that feeling when you’re apprehensive for something? Nervous and unsure… Way out of your comfort zone… The unsettled [borderline nauseous] stomach and that cold sweat that creeps along just under your skin…
After I posted my question yesterday, I have since found myself thinking so much about it. At times the ‘what would I say?’ has run through my head over and over, asking myself ‘what
Have you ever been to the total end of yourself? Sometimes it’s in our brightest moment… And sometimes it’s in our darkest tragedy… What did you find there? *Post 962 3.2 :: 11/21/17 ::
Round Three. Chemo class taught me that chemo “these days” tends to be very manageable, almost “easy” because of the meds used to manage side effects. Chemo class also taught me that rounds tend
The night before chemo infusion days were always so heavy. I was oddly grateful to be at that intersection. Provided I woke up, which I learned not to take for granted, I would show
41. Oh how birthdays are a both+and for me… I’ve been lonely on some birthdays… both sad to be alone and glad to be deeply loved by the special few. I’ve been lost on
I have really struggled today with being in my own skin. Man, breast cancer wreaks havoc on self-image. And the heart-hurt of that is deep and very painful. The “and” part of today –
It’s an interesting both+and today. I’ve been really sick. Like, so sick that I got “that call” …the one that changed everything. So sick that I wanted to die. So sick that I couldn’t
CancerMessedMeUpBad. CancerMessedMeUpGood. I feel different about everything. I’m backwards and inside out, I’m upside down and I’m missing body parts. I have it in my head that cancer is a win/win – I die,