The pictures on our walls are crooked. November was a tidal wave that crashed through our lives, its slow pull outward at the beginning ending in a rapid surge that moved everything in its path in December. Now it's January, and we are grateful to be alive and together, sorting through the silt and deciding … Continue reading Straightening Pictures
I have a secret. I’ve been told to keep quiet about it. Not that I didn’t already know that I should. After all, she said, you wouldn’t want them to think... It is true. I wouldn’t want you to. Here’s the deal: My mind is broken. In several ways, but today, the worst part is … Continue reading I Wouldn’t Want You to Think….
Personal power isn't something we give up all at once. It is chipped away at, little by little, by circumstances and people and illness and a whole slew of other things until one day we realize what has happened. Or don't -- plenty of people never, ever realize they've given up their power at all.
They say that when you have made it five years past a cancer diagnosis without a re-occurrence, then you are cured. But cancer is never really over.