It is October, which means, it is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. So, let’s talk about breasts – more specifically – breast health. I was 40 years old when I was diagnosed with breast cancer. It shocked both myself and my family doctor. I was young(ish) and did not meet most of the increased risk factors. I also had no signs…
Courage
I am not going to lie. This has been a challenging year, and we’re only into the month of April. There have been many stressors beyond mine or my family’s control that have created moments, days, even weeks of anxiety and worry, from emotional to financial burdens. It has become increasingly difficult to remain calm, present, and happy. Most days,…
Have I been sleepwalking? Perhaps. Or, perhaps, in these past 20 years I have undergone a series of metamorphoses – evolving in character, appearance, and even circumstance. Perhaps the journeys I have embarked upon – some willingly and some circumstantial – have led me to this moment in time.
It is a new year. One that is filled with boundless opportunities and pending hopes, dreams, and ambitions. Yet I have not had time to sit and reflect upon this new year, or the year that has passed us by. I have not had a quiet moment to think about myself. What do I hope for this year? What personal…
The age of nine was significant (you can read more about it in my post The Age of Nine). We witnessed remarkable growth, several setbacks, and the beginnings of independence in our amazing LM. He became more aware of the world, specifically world problems. He carried a grave concern for children displaced from war, and he worried about the state…
There is a precious moment of parenting that I am all to aware will soon come to an abrupt end – bedtime stories. Fortunately, for now, my LM still enjoys being read to. It calms his active mind and restless body, and readies him for the land of sleep. We read chapter books, picture books, comics, or kids graphic novels,…
It was a challenging summer. Not one filled with lazy days, small adventures, and relaxing moments. This summer proved to be unsettling. My summer began with my regular scans and blood work, as many of you know if you read my post This Space in this Moment, and I am very grateful to share that everything came back within normal…
So here I am. Sitting in the waiting room. One year has passed. Eight years since diagnosis. Scanxiety. It doesn’t get any easier. Time may distance you from the events that altered the course you thought your life was taking, but the scars, the scars never fade away. They are always visible, always present, always in the mind’s eye. Those…
I wish I could say that this has been a good month. It truly should be. It’s June! The skies are blue, the flowers are in bloom, summer is in the air, days are getting longer, and I just returned from a magnificent adventure across the pond and have wonderful new memories settling within my heart. I should feel carefree…
I have found it quite difficult, of late, to pull my thoughts together and create a cohesive piece of writing. I am not sure of the reason, or reasons, I just know I am stuck – like a tire spinning in mud – I’m spewing out random bits of thought yet unable to pull it all together into one fluid…