I have spent the last month preparing myself in many ways for the 6 weeks of daily radiation therapy that is the next phase of my breast cancer relapse oncology protocol…lots of scans and tests and consults…and re-scanning, re-testing, and … Continue reading
My dad would often tell me not to rush my life whenever I said, “I can’t wait…” for one thing or another that was off in the distant, or not-so-distant future. His advice was to enjoy today, savor every moment, … Continue reading
“There’s life after cancer.” My friend and soul-sister, Mary Ann Wasil Nilan, reminds me every day, “There’s life right in the middle of cancer.” And to share that life with someone you love whose health has been challenged, whose illness … Continue reading
The sun has just set on the first day of the rest of my glorious life. I spent much of this holy day reflecting and walking on the beach…in solitude, in silence, in prayer, and in thanksgiving for the news … Continue reading
The magnificent Maya Angelou said, “I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.” I’ve handled “all of the above” … Continue reading
As October comes to an unusually snowy close here in the Northeast, I find myself in a hotel room in Princeton, New Jersey, waiting for my daughters’ rowing team bus to pull in from the University of Virginia for tomorrow’s … Continue reading
My oncologist gave me another day off from chemo today, but my feet took me back to New Haven at the break of dawn, where my soul-sister Kerry Robinson met me, armed with black coffee, dark chocolate, and pink gerbera … Continue reading
A much-needed, one-week, chemo-reprieve…and the view from my back porch this morning greets my barefoot, bath-robed, coffee-in-hand-self with the promise of the first week in the last thirteen in which I can breeeeeeathe….. Chemotherapy is saving my life. It is … Continue reading
Why, you might ask, am I photographing my feet at each and every one of my weekly chemotherapy treatments? Well, this is how it started… On a break from an event I was hosting in Disney World in early May, … Continue reading
When my oncologist told me seven years ago with my initial breast cancer diagnosis that my relationship with cancer would be “intense and meaningful,” she told me “intense and meaningful” wouldn’t always be a good thing, but that it wouldn’t … Continue reading
