We never know how high we are Until we are asked to rise And then if we are true to form Our statures touch the skies Emily Dickinson from poem 1176 Happiness: an illusive inner state to those of us with terminal illnesses. Each happy moment rolls into the next, yet we drive through life […]
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)
A blog hop – so easy and it’s eponymous – hop around and read some new blogs. But if you each write a little about your awesome selves it’s more fun to hop around because it allows you a sort of handshake with which you can introduce yourself and actually meet a few new bloggers. […]
A gift from a fellow blogger. If all caregivers held compassion and love along with humor life for cancer patients and those recovering would be a whole lot better.