Clear as a bell, like our wedding day or where we were when 9/11 unfolded, we Cancerchicks can recite verbatim how we were told we had cancer. We can tell you who was with us, where we stood, what we had on, and how many times the phone rang before we reluctantly picked up. Read the rest of this entry »

Advertisements

I was chatting with a friend the other day about our respective surprise! divorces. He is about 5 years behind me in the recovery process and admittedly, still struggles with all of the anger and turmoil and the in-your-faceness that is the devastation of a spouse walking out on you. Read the rest of this entry »

I have a vision of how it will be. I’ve seen it play a thousand times over in my mind; so real, as if I am there in the theater, popcorn absently mindedly moving from hand to mouth, mesmerized by the screen. Read the rest of this entry »

This week a friend of mine posted on Facebook:

 “You are never too old or too young to be working ‘the bucket list”….love having the freedom and ability to live mine…so much gratitude….how about you??!!”

Love it for sure girlfriend….And yes, how about me? Read the rest of this entry »

I am on a tear these last weeks because quite frankly I am tired of hearing about “that guy.” Read the rest of this entry »

Cancer treatment is a veerrrrrryyy, looooooong haul for all of us, starting the day we feel the lump, or see the look on the mammogram nurse’s face, or on the day we hear, “unfortunately there is bad news,” and ending well, honestly never, cancer is never-ending. Read the rest of this entry »

I have been feeling rather crusty and curmudgeonly of late and it’s so not me. In fact since cancer, I have pretty consistently lived a skippity do dah life that is happy and full of gratitude and sunshiny and fun. Read the rest of this entry »

Years ago my best friend went through the stillbirth of her son, just before his due date. It was just devastating for all of us who loved that little boy; for we loved him long before he was born and still miss where he would have been in our lives. Read the rest of this entry »

I am at war right now.  Read the rest of this entry »

Okay, admittedly I am cheating a bit here. Originally the little list below made its first appearance as part of the pink dress blog, a blog which chatted about how having breast cancer changes how people look at you and treat you, who they think you are and what you are capable of. Read the rest of this entry »

%d bloggers like this: