"I got to thinking one day about all those women on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to 'cut back.' From then on, I've tried to be a little more flexible."
(Erma Bombeck)
Thursday, January 2, 2014 at 2:08PM I didn't expect to do another blog update until . . . who knows when. The best word to describe how I've been feeling over the last few months is "overwhelmed." If someone just looked at my life, my job duties and schedule, etc., they might think, "Why should you be overwhelmed?"
Friday, October 11, 2013 at 9:43AM I've written on my blog exactly two times in the last year. Wow. That kind of astounds and saddens me. It's like an old friend who I have neglected.
Thursday, April 5, 2012 at 10:46PM Lately, writing on my blog has taken a back seat to life. When I first started this blog, the entries would be half-written in my head before I ever sat down at the computer. Now, I don't even WANT to share what's in my head!
Sunday, January 22, 2012 at 7:44PM The truth is that our finest moments are most likely to occur when we are feeling deeply uncomfortable, unhappy, or unfulfilled. For it is only in such moments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of our ruts and start searching for different ways or truer answers. – M. Scott Peck
Tuesday, May 31, 2011 at 9:27PM Last Tuesday, I visited the same facility where I was diagnosed with breast cancer in order to have an ultrasound in the same spot where the tumor was removed. Since having radiation two years ago, I've gotten used to the “stings and zingers” that are normal for tissue recovering from surgery and radiation. However, three months ago, I had an ache deep within my breast that was exactly the same as the pain I experienced prior to my diagnosis (the pain that drove me—back in 2008--to a doctor for an overdue mammogram).
Sunday, April 17, 2011 at 5:40PM Several years ago, my husband and I attended a marriage conference at a resort hotel, along with a few hundred other married couples. During the opening seminar, the moderator asked for people to stand up, with the qualification that they had parents who were alive and married over 25 years. In a room with hundreds of people, lots of us stood. The moderator continued increasing the number of years of our parents’ marriages (asking those who didn't qualify to sit down), until he got to 50 years of marriage. By that time, only a select few of us were left standing. I was amazed! I had never fully realized before how unique and fortunate I was to have parents alive and married so long.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011 at 10:17PM I started this blog in 2008 as a way to let my friends and family know how my cancer treatment was going. I had no idea at the time how therapeutic writing would be for me. As time went on and I finished my treatment, I continued to share my thoughts and feelings about cancer and many other things in my life.
