A random walk in my mind or the few moments in the mind of the living dead

A day in my inner life includes a hell of a lot of scary stuff. But I’m NOT scared. Well a little. Maybe. Hey, cut me some slack! This is deadly death causing cancer stuff for goddess’s sakes.
How do you feel about the whole question of death? I’m personally not scared of the concept (read a few of my prior posts on death and dying)

Closure: death and forgiveness

None of us thought we’d die before our “time.” I think it means our presupposed allotted lifetime into old age, perhaps our 70s or 80s. Seeing grandchildren grow. Watching as our bodies change with age, seeing our partners creases form around the same eyes into which we’re used to gazing. Death from stage four cancer […]

Integrative Hope: the prison of a diseased body

Perhaps Stephen King in some way delivered a beautiful metaphor for living in a body that’s turned into a prison by disease. Yet hope springs alive in each one of us regardless of circumstances. No one deserves a killer body, just as an innocent man doesn’t deserve to go to prison for a crime he didn’t commit.

Blogging for My Life

Fast. Faster. Gone in a moment. Sometimes before we realize how much faster cancer cells move than our bodies can fend off. We look in the mirror and watch our faces change. We feel our skin and it feels as though it’s not our own. Our breasts change in size, shape, and functional capabilities. Instead of life giving joyous appendages they’ve .become hired guns out to kill the very support system for which they once worked

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