I want to write a book. . . I think I’m finally there in my head and heart. 🙂 I have so many ideas swirling in my head, maybe you can help? Memoir? Workbook?
The short version: You don’t really know anything about some thing until that some-thing has to be your thing. Mind your Hypotheticals. The long version: The hypothetical is an interesting construct. And then there
It’s been a hard week. Those oncology appointments wreck me. . . And today is the anniversary of my DIEP. That was a difficult day that started a very v e r y difficult trek. #cancersucks
Some days just suck. Some days that suck can also be catalyzing. A powerful Both+And, indeed. This day in 2018: Funk I’m funky tonight. Can’t quite put my finger on what all I’m feeling.
I’m sitting here considering what to write and all I can focus on is how desperately I want to crawl out of my own skin. Today the cancer-claustrophobia is strong. (I didn’t post yesterday,
I had a plan to write about something significant this evening. But in the spirit of “being present,” my theme(-ish) of June, I’m gonna wait to write about that on an evening I feel
It’s National Cancer Survivor’s Day….and as it turns out June is Cancer Survivor’s Month (I just learned that this is a thing!). I know it sounds odd, but I still bristle at the word
My head is in 100 places. I can’t seem to gather a straight thought. I’m distracted. I’m preoccupied. I’m emotional. I’m anxious. The funny thing – I was reading Through the Looking Glass and
I sat with this woman once, a client of mine long ago, and she needed some help. She and her children were hungry and a small gift card was all she was asking for.
“Everything seemed to have changed since her swim in the pool, and the great hall, with the glass table and the little door, had vanished completely.” Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, Through the Looking Glass,