Category: #bcsm

Hope Shifts: COVID19 to Cancer

I begin and end with hope. Born, we hope to live a long life. We haven’t a clue as to the concept of “not being” yet. It’s hard not to think about the concept of no longer breathing: rising to the sweet smell of ion charged air after a spring rain. The concept of seasons

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The Way Home

Look from the sidewalk into this home with me as we casually stroll our neighborhood, walking off supper. We’re wearing masks. Not the kind made of wool sparing our noses and ears from frostbite, but a necessary covering for our noses and mouths. Hold my hands. It’s chilly outside, yet our breath stays neatly tucked

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My Gratitude: our virtual support group and my hope for our future

Thank you. To you my sisters and brothers who write blogs and create videos. I owe you my deepest gratitude for so openly, and with the intent of helping others like yourselves, with the therapy of your craft. By discussing your lives and fears, and in some cases, the end of your life as you

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