My Love, The lights were always dim. My IV pole machine lit a tiny sliver of green on the waxed fourth floor as you lifted your contorted body from the visitor’s chair at 3 AM. Leaving sleep in your eyes, you unplugged my machine, tied my blue hospital gown, lifted me out of the […]
I jotted the list down, tapping into a self I hadn’t seen in a while. Actually, I greeted my different selves, parts of me that were buried under time and responsibility – life changes. The journal activity was to write about the roads in our life, the passions we once nurtured and explored – the […]
I reached down and picked up Shiloh from his crib. We lowered it since his rolling and kicking made us nervous he would escape the wooden bars, and I was concerned that it would be difficult to pick him up and lay him down. He squealed and proudly showed his two crooked sprouting top teeth […]
I thought I’d be stronger by now. When I was sitting in a hospital bed in the infusion clinic, my skin pale and puffed with Taxol, Cisplatin, and Carboplatin, I looked forward to warm weather. Cancer tried to take me as the weather grew cold, and I knew my horizon was among the budding flowers […]
Originally posted on Finding ME in IBD:
We have the opportunity to wear many hats throughout our lives. When we put those hats on we become an other version of ourselves. Still completely us, but in various forms.? I have a Teacher and Student hat. A Sister, Daughter, Girlfriend, and Friend hat. An Artist, Hiker,…
It’s a Monday, and I’m tired but here. I’m sitting in a summer writing class for teachers (Northern Virginia Writing Project) sipping on my coffee that is losing its heat. Everyone in here is doing their Morning Pages. I keep thinking back to the question one of my classmates, Kelly, asked me on the first […]
For the summer, it’s set to 7:15AM though I know I won’t drag my warm body out of the soft pastel blue blanket we got as a wedding present until 8:00AM. The tart swirl of the organic French roast coffee from Trader Joe’s finds me and wills I make myself presentable for the day. After […]
This was the moment. My feet dug into the Atlantic sand among the infant clams burying their bodies back under the protection of the waves. An 80 degree breeze hoisted my four dollar kite into the air and momentarily eclipsed the sun as its shadow danced on rainbow canopies and sun kissed bodies. I finally […]
Ovarian Cancer is Nothing 